2019 is finally drawing to a close. One more year and we’ll finish out the decade, though there are those who say this is the last year of that. Me? I count 1 through 10, or in this case, 11 through 20. Of course, I was one of those holdouts who insisted that the new century started at midnight, January 1, 2001. But I’m weird like that. Anyway, 2019 is finally coming to a close. It hasn’t been a good year for me. *shrug* $#!+ happens. I’m hoping 2020 is better. At this point, I’ve got no place to go but up. Rather than ending the year on a downer note, I thought I’d share this little message from the Universe. It says a lot about endings and beginings, among other things.
Happy, Silver, always lasts longer than sad.
Slow never fails to arrive.
And forever has only just begun.
Proving once again, Silver, that time really is on your side –
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And proving, once again, Silver, how much I love you.
That’s one thing I’ve been sure of this year–the one bright note in the passage of days. I’ve been loved. That’s been a blessing and yet, it’s been tough, too. I’ve let people down. I’ve struggled. And I always feel bad when I do that, even if those I’ve let down and those who let me lean on them don’t care about that crap because they care about me. It’s humbling. I hope time is on my side in this coming year. I have goals but I’m not making any promises. And I hope y’all continue loving me because I love you–each and every one. Happy New Year.