It’s been a week since I’ve posted. It’s a new year, a new life. I’ve gone from the top to the bottom of my emotional range a couple of times already. I want to shake things up and I’m a little scared to shake things up. I want to move resolutely forward and I wonder why I should when this place I’m at doesn’t seem so bad. I want to share the love and spread the joy, and also curl up in my bed and ignore the world until spring.
It’s been an emotionally eventful week.
And I’m moving forward from here, as I always try to do – with varying degrees of success.
Sometimes, I move forward with confidence and clarity, eyes on the prize:
Even if I’m facing backward when I get there.