In The Middle of the Night

Everybody needs girlfriends to be silly with.

I count myself very lucky.

And very loved.

But I Don't Want To

In the quiet moments this morning, after I kissed my husband good morning and was waiting on the cinnamon rolls to bake, I took a few moments to write my thoughts about this new year in my personal journal. Even though my thoughts filled pages and pages about excitement, uncertainty and renewed commitment, I had a moment where I felt I couldn't stop writing for fear I wouldn't remember all the wonderful times from this past year, and not correctly archive all the special moments I want to keep fresh in my mind.

But as the day went on and we routinely ran errands, cleaned and got ready for a new week, I had a sense of calm that took over. This year will be different than last. But that's OK. We'll never have another year like 2010, but thinking that it couldn't get any better than this is foolish. So many fabulous times ahead. So many great memories to be made.

So here's to a new year. A year of restoration and joy.