I hope you have the strength to start all over again." ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
This post title sounds like it could have been an episode of the Oprah show, but bear with me. There's a waffle recipe at the end of it. I've never been on a roller coaster, but 2013 sure as hell felt like it. Highs, lows, good, bad and everything in between. It started off badly, with a break-up not unlike the Post It Episode. Just swap in a text message and you get the drift. I was very, very sad then very, very angry. Looking back, it's hard to read those early 2013 posts. My mind and my heart were all over the place, and at times the sadness was all consuming. I leaned on my family and friends as much as I could; surrounded by all things that made me happy and gave me comfort. The kind words left here were like a warm blanket - thank you. I prayed for time to quicken so I could get out of the darkness. Somewhere along the line, a few months in, I realized that the sadness and anger weren't doing much for my complexion nor my spirit. When I looked in the mirror I didn't recognize the eyes staring back. Bloodshot, tired, not bright and shining. Enough was enough. I couldn't change what had happened, but I could change how I carried on, forging forth. I went away for a bit, which helped tremendously. A change of scenery always does a girl good. And then there was that pesky gallbladder surgery to deal with. Never had I been more afraid, but obviously, I survived to tell the tale. The downtime also did me good - got me thinking about what I wanted to do when I grew up; what I could change that would me happier. As serendipity, or luck, or whatever you want to call it would have it, a phone call out of the blue changed my career path, and because of that one phone call I'm doing something I love so much. There's plenty to be said about being lifted out of a rut - emotionally, professionally, mentally. Once one thing falls into place, so many other good things follow. And that's where I sit now. As I cross the threshold of a new year tonight, I will for sure give a little whoop. I did it. I plowed through obstacles that at times seemed insurmountable. With those last dying seconds before midnight, I will be grateful for it all.