Today is the start of a new year..2013. In reality, today is Tuesday, yesterday was Monday, and tomorrow will be Wednesday. For most of the year, our days seem to blend together and we don’t usually separate them or place so much emphasis on specific ones except birthdays and holidays. For the most part we don’t even notice when spring becomes summer, when summer becomes fall, or when fall becomes winter. We one day look around and see that flowers have bloomed, or that the sun is suddenly scorching hot, or that the leaves have suddenly changed color. We do notice, however, the night of December the 31st.
We all gather around the people we feel are most important and we await the countdown for a new year. With a colorful drink in one hand and a glittery hat on our heads, we wait for those defining ten seconds that lead us into..what exactly? I’ve always celebrated this moment and I’ve always asked that very same question. It was always fun to shout, “Happy new year!” but I never knew what exactly was so happy about it. The next day always seemed like an ordinary day, just like any other day, except I would now write a number up on the date portion of that paper I was filling out. This year, however, I got it. I shouted louder than I’ve ever shouted before, and I couldn’t wait for that clock to strike four zeros to “begin” the new year. That’s what it’s all about after all, new beginnings. You give yourself hope, whether false or real, for a new start. You get to say, ok, let’s start over. It really is just another day, but we get to fill it with so much more than that. You get to give yourself the feeling of putting the past in the past, because it was “so last year”.
My 2012 was amazing, yet it brought so much heartache. This doesn’t need to go into detail, but, for the first time, I couldn’t wait to put a year behind me, and to take hold of that promise that a new year would be even better. I’m starting this blog today, and I hope to keep up with it every day. I want to keep an account of what 2013 brings for me. I don’t need an account of 2012, I fear that last year will always remain a sour memory, but I’m joining in on the hope. I hope for happiness, I hope for fullness, and I hope for a greater future. I’ll go more into what my life entails in future writings, and I want to get the most out of everything that I have. Here’s to 2013, may it be full of love, dreams, hope, faith, and life.