Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
This is a story about Love."
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
A new face of hope for tomorrow... and today. There really are no words to wrap around and express the magnitude of this historical day.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
This is all I will say on the matter. Like discussing the details of one's diet of choice, I do not consider this an appropriate topic of discussion. I am now going home where I will drink some wine, take a bubble bath and relish in the fact that no children live there.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
This story says a lot about me, even still.
While I hope that I am no longer a pessimist (my sister, however, continues to sometimes be a fart), I am a realist by birth and, unfortunately, optimism has never come to me easily. You see, I was a very sensitive little girl who was raised to know that life is not a fairy tale or a movie and that pain is not optional. While I consider myself lucky for the upbringing I had, there is a certain sadness in knowing the inevitability of sadness. Now, just to set the record straight, I am hopeful to a fault and very proud of it, but hopeful + realistic does not an optimist make.
This year my number one New Year's goal is to enjoy the good and look forward to the great. As I have stated in previous posts, I know all too well, as we all do, that life hands us ups and downs and all arounds. However, what may have been lost on me as a child and I may sometimes lose sight of as an adult is that while pain is unavoidable, so is joy. Life is many, many things and lovely is one of them. So, for at least this year, I am going to try to stop waiting for the other shoe to drop and dance around in my heels (wobbly ankles and all) in the joy and the happy, happy chaos that is life.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
As the first week of 2009 comes to a close, the celebratory champagne toasts wind down and I find myself questioning the weeks of cookies and holiday cocktails, I start thinking about the changes I want to make in the new year. (I prefer not to think of them as resolutions, but instead as goals to work toward throughout the year.) In an effort to wrap my head around the kind of life I want to live in 2009, I have been jotting down ideas and had hoped to blog about the "Eye of the Tiger" mentality I feel going into the new year. However, in all the happy, hopeful hub-bub (how does one spell hub-bub?), I think I may have forgotten to celebrate the crazy year that was 2008. While I am very, very excited for the endless possibilities the new year will present, I want to take just a minute to express my gratitude for this last very difficult, very lovely, surprising and historical year.