It’s the last Sunday of the year and the voices in my head are all over the place. As I look back over this year, my initial thoughts are ones of sadness. There has been so much loss in my circle of family and friends. For me personally, loss of several loved ones, loss of a body that used to operate like a mean machine, loss of a hairstylist, a hairstyle and a hairline. Okay, y’all know changing hairstylists is nothing less than traumatic! It has certainly been a year of “transition” and change. Many of us are transitioning into being caregivers for our parents, losing our parents, changing jobs, changing the way we eat and drink, changing the type of exercise we do, changing a long held onto hairstyle, changing the people in our immediate circle, making new friends, seeing new places, trying new experiences. Change. Transition.
When I rewind the tape and relook, I see things differently. I look back at the prayers I drew in my circle and realize how many were answered as I asked. I relook and I see a year of blessings. I have a life full of love and laughter. Family and friends who love me. I’ve had some great experiences.
And so I look towards the new year with great expectation. I still have dreams and it’s never too late to do a new thing. Change. Transition. It’s all good! Bring it on!
