2007 was interesting. But not in a good way. Well… I guess there were lots of good things about it, but there were also several not so great things. The good stuff, like opening my Etsy shop, finishing my BA degree, and snagging my first (of hopefully MANY) freelance job, was often overshadowed by the unemployment, issues with my teenaged daughter, and the seemingly endless whispers of self-doubt brought on by those two challenges… And then there’s the cracked heels that require regular scraping. (I turned 42… these things happen.)
But here I am staring down another 364 days with an actual job, a semi-organized craft area to enjoy during my non-working hours, a daughter that – although she drives me crazy, is not in jail or pregnant – and the incredibly supported feeling that I’ve enjoyed over and over again that comes from being married to the most amazing man in the world. No, really. You don’t want to be bored with the details, just trust me.
So, I’m tugging my newsboy hat onto my head, smirking in that cute way that I have, and heading into the new year with all the assurance I need that 2008 will be MY year. I will be published this spring in a local poetry journal, am preparing to send more things out to be considered, and will receive my diploma. Even with the extra pounds and the cracked heels I know that my motivation level is up and my frustration level is subsiding.
Welcome 2008. You’d better be ready for me!!