Happy new year

Lady-stuff-talk below:

There’s nothing quite like starting off the new year by dropping out a pint of blood…

Add to it the uncommon pains and extreme headache that seem to be hanging this time around, and it kind of really sucks.

I was even curled up, crying earlier on this evening, it was all so uncomfortable and stressful.

Yet, as a sort of blessing, I was visiting my mom’s for New Year’s Day food when it all started, and my headache has me stranded here for the night, making my bathroom within ten steps of my bed, as opposed to the entire floor, three doors, and double staircase that usually sit between us.

My mom has, therefore, lent me the sleeping clothes and underwear I’ll use for the night after a normal shower (woohoo!) (the shower head broke at my place, so it’s a bit odd showering at the moment), and I can hopefully rest calmly, if not so comfortably, for the night.

Post-a-day 2019

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Hello-Goodbye

The Beatles sure do have a song for every occasion.

Tonight, we say hello to the new year as we say goodbye to the one that’s been here for a while (for a year, to be exact).

And it really has been a year, this one… life has looked little like how I might have expected.

And yet, the good and the bad, the ups and the downs and the plateaus, have all balanced out rather nicely for this year… it kind of even has me terrified for this next year, because of how wonderful these unexpecteds keep turning out.

Kind of like the beautiful Marianne Williamson quote, where she says that ‘it is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us,’ and that ‘our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,’ but ‘that we are powerful beyond measure.’

This year has been an even more clear example of that entire quote for me in my life, as each year has been progressively showing me, more and more… and so this next year definitely has me on the edge of my seat in slight but giddy and delighted terror. 🙂

P.S. For those who want to read the full and fabulous quote (which I didn’t even have to reference when writing this, though I haven’t seen it in probably years – I just know it so well) from Marianne Williamson: a link.

Post-a-day 2018*

*The Last of its group