There’s something magical about New Year’s day. For a few brief hours, it’s possible that this is going to be the perfect year … the year you get the job … or the girl … or whatever it is you’re hoping to do with your life.
Fresh off the high of Christmas, we go into an almost euphoric state of possibilities. I’ll be honest, I have newfound hope for 2012. Of course, I had hope for 2011, too … and truth be told, it wasn’t all that bad. Sure, it wasn’t perfect, but I don’t really think 2012 will be either. But, hey … there’s still hope.
I know there are changes coming in my life … in the very near future. I’ll be moving … again. Been hard to put down roots the last few years. I love living in Tonawanda. I absolutely adore my apartment and being so close to the river … and the canal. But the commute to work is dreadful. Not that I mind the drive … but the price of gas has gotten redic. And my girls are too far away … so by the end of January, I’ll be living in Lockport again. Closer to work … and to the people I love.
I’m not one to make resolutions, usually. I just want to be the best me I can be. Hopefully we can all do the same … and I hope your 2012 is flawless.
I love you all.