And just like that, in a blink of an eye, another year is history. We have only one more day to either find its meaning or blow it off as a lost cause. I think I will choose the latter.
I mean, seriously, why sit and brood about that which is unchangeable? 2022 was a significant improvement over 2021 but I can still quote Dickens overall: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of life, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” But my year was not A Tale of Two Cities, it was just a tale of a lonesome stranger. Although, it can still be said that navigating life is always the best of times and the worst of times. I have zero chance to be as eloquent as Charles Dickens, yet my impassioned voice can still herald life’s challenges with personal distinction. I have spent so many years sweating the small stuff. Why does anyone do that? And why does it take decades to realize how ridiculous it is? Every moment is a gift. Every friendship is a treasure. And every new year is the grand prize. So, whether you blow a kiss to the old year, or throw a brick at it, chalk it up in the simplest of terms. Be it loves lost or lessons learned, remember that every memory has earned its place in our hearts. Every ray of sunshine and every droplet of rain has added substance to our existence. And whether we like it or not, we are the sum of it all. We are all intricate snowflakes in a perfect storm. Ring in the New Year with grace, my friends. Shout it from the rooftops that the small stuff can take a hike. I have so much looming on the horizon. I am inching up to 6,000 followers; that alone is enough to celebrate today. So, raise a glass, say a prayer, welcome a new day, and tell a friend about this crazy old lady who has an opinion on everything. Let the countdown begin. I need only 58 more followers to hit a milestone! Ah, but that is fodder for yet another rant.
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Terry
1/4/2023 08:16:33 am
So sorry for your loss. A love for a per can be more love than most children experience so those that say "it's only a dog" fall into that category. I remember my first Doberman like it was yesterday. He actually understood me and most times all it would take is just a look, or smile and he understood. Having to put him down caused a pain unlike any other loss I've had in my life. Bless his heart and I hope you manage through the adjustment.
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Jacque Stratman @Sassy Sentiments
1/5/2023 07:20:12 am
Thanks, Terry. Sorry for your loss too, as I am very certain this will linger with me for a long time too. But, I am very blessed to have had him brightening my life for so long. I know I will see him on the other side...
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