Two things are happening at midnight in our house: Our mini schnauzer, Henry, is begging me to go chase the rabbits that he hears in yard when it is -10 below zero outside. Meanwhile, I am trying to reflect on my 2009. It was pretty outstanding for the most part. I've tried a lot of new things. For instance, I've traveled a little more - which I only got sick from once, and that was more from the plane ride home. I started writing a blog - which I really enjoy and I am happy to say that others must enjoy reading as well. I started volunteering again - which makes me happy and gives me a sense of self-worth I had otherwise lost. I lived another year, but that is something everyone should be proud of. To steal a very amusing quote from a friend (who I am sure stole it from someone else):
"Everyday, I wake up knowing I've accomplished something...I've broken a personal record for consecutive days alive."
But lately, my mind has been wandering beyond the boundaries of my accomplishments into the realm of the unknown. Make no mistake, folks...sometimes I am afraid of the future. Perhaps that is because of what I've seen. Regardless of the reason...it makes me feel uneasy. The successes and the failures, the moments of joy and pain that come with knowledge that "life is what happens while I'm making other plans." That's the reason why I call my blog "Welcome To Joshland." My life (like anyone else who is reading these words) is an amusement park roller coaster that slowly cranks and clicks its way up the incline to the precipice of satisfaction, only to plunge into the challenges that await me. The twists and turns of existence that give me the adrenaline rush to surge ahead could also sap me of the energy it may take to survive the next set of peaks and drops...
But you know what is great about my roller coaster? I always end up right where I started...safe and secure, full of excitement, anticipation, and anxiety. The more I ride it, the more prepared I am for the next go-around. It doesn't make it any less challenging and I may have a few bumps and bruises, but I know what to expect for the most part....unless they close the ride for renovations.
For some reason, my eyes are welling up right now. I'm not sure why...I'm not sure what kind of tears these are. All I know is that they are not bad tears and apparently they need to be shed. I have lots of stories left to tell...some that haven't even happened yet. Those stories will have to wait though, because right now I have to let the dog out. Rabbit patrol must be a revolving New Year's resolution for Henry.
Peaceful and Powerful New Year Things,