So tonight I will be drinking to lost opportunity, dreams set aside and lagging enthusiasm for the many pursuits I promised myself 365 days ago. So much angst. So much pain. So much growth. Yes, many hopes died this year, but serendipity, which delights the heart with it’s perfect timing, pulled me through.
Joy is before me. Waiting.
Next year is an open page.
Tonight we share a meal with friends as the fireworks are set to light up the night skies of 2014. As the magical display brings smiles to faces turned towards the illuminated canopy so too will the magic spark hope afresh for all that may be in 2015.
Over the pink bubbles we will be sharing the best of the best and the best of the best-forgotten events that were 2014 … there will be much laughing.
Thank you for being a part of my journey this year. I have drawn encouragement and inspiration from you all as I have read, commented and received the same from you.
P.S.: This post brings the total to 365. Another goal met as the sun sets on 2014.