Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Look to Next Year...

So here we are in December already. DECEMBER??? How did that happen? Part of me wants to just take this year and hit the delete button. I lost my dad, I was missing the passion I had for running and thought about quitting, I found out people that I thought were friends weren’t and I end the year single. But I CAN’T hit the delete button because so many great things happened.

 I got to watch an amazing little boy grow up in front of my eyes, I finally got that little sister I always wanted (Johnson that’s you!),  I graduated with my Master’s degree and celebrated with the most amazing people I know, I stood next to my best friend while she married her soul mate, I kept running, I got to go VIP to a World Series game and A Boston Bruins game, and I found out that even though life doesn’t work out the way we want it, we get the opportunity to start new every day and every year.


Next year I see good things, I see more running for sure. I have a renewed spirit for running.I I want to do another ½ marathon next year for sure. I get to run the Run to Home Base in June thanks to my company sponsoring runners and I want to finish faster than I did 2 years ago. I’ll get to meet my newest “nephew” hopefully later rather than sooner. I get to watch my niece at nationals for Cheer, which I am SO very excited about. The kid has passion for cheer and she is awesome!

I keep saying that next year has to be better than this year, but that’s unfair to this year. It wasn’t all bad, it had it’s moments. I got to spend some quality time with my mom and her cats. Oh the cats! They are lucky they are so cute or I probably would have launched one or all of them at one point. I know Milo is looking forward to seeing them go!

So as I look outside past my Christmas tree on this snowy cold night, I’m reminded of how amazing life is, how beautiful the moments are and how there is so much to look forward.

“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.”
― Edith Lovejoy Pierce