12/31/2009

Another year older, another year past.  Another year wiser, or at least another year cynical.  I look backwards, as do most people at this time of the year.  I look at 2009 and I see some things beautiful, and happy, but I see so much pain too.  I cannot say that I regret this year.  The pain has served its purpose, as has the joy.  Without this year I wouldn’t have my beautiful nephew.  But this was also a year of loss.  

I cannot lie, I have been avoiding this place lately.  Not the diaries of my friends, but only the blank page which offers so many opportunities to remember and to hurt for remembering. 

I hope to return on a more regular basis soon, but just now I am too raw and too fragiley perched on the edge of sanity and self control to spend to much time thinking about what pains me.  

I wish you all a Happy New Year.  I hope that it brings you much joy, and that it is for everyone better than the last.