You, my fickle friend, are a year I would rather forget. Although I appreciate all of the wonderful gifts you gave me, most came with a high price. As a matter of fact, I spent most of your given time detached and disconnected; feeling as though I was just putting one step in front of the other, chugging along, while the world was whipping by me. You were a year filled with uncertainty, pain, hurt, and un-repairable damage. I don’t think your partner, 2013, will bring much change with it. At least it won’t do it quickly enough. So instead, I will have to learn from you. Make changes. Grow. Become stronger.
Because of you, I will take each day as it comes. I will accept a bad day for what it is and move on. I will enjoy every chance I get to laugh and not wonder what will happen next or worry about what happened yesterday. I will see people for who they are and not who I want them to be. I will love those closest to me with all of my heart and be sure they know it. I will hold on to my faith in humanity, but only offer a guarded trust to those who have hurt me. Because of you, I will be different. I am not sure yet if I will be a better person or not, but I know I will be different. Only the future will tell if I should be grateful for you or hate you. Either way, you have a left a mark that I am sure will never be erased.
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