Sunday, January 4, 2015

Opening The Door

But I don't want to go back to work.... I hear myself whining in my head.  How did this two week vacation go by so quickly?  I'm not ready to leave my comfy bubble.  I want more days of staying in pajamas, getting coffee delivered to me in bed, cuddling with my little girl on the couch.  I want more days with my family.   I don't mean to complain this early in the year but I know the minute I open my garage door to leave my house tomorrow morning the peaceful calm we've been living the past two weeks will usher out as well. 

Of course there is excitement of getting back into our normal routine.  It's the beginning of the year, always a time of rechargement (2015 Resolution - make up words) and so much to look forward to in the New Year.  They'll be birthdays celebrated, anniversaries toasted, fun nights with friends, holidays to spend with family, tears to fall, laughs to be had, trips to be planned, new babies to hold, weddings to get drunk at, meet new friends and spend time with old ones.  Many possibilities to come.


















Okay, so maybe I'm ready to open up my door tomorrow morning.  It's the New Year and anything can be right around the corner.

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Our Scars

I sat in the dermatologist office this morning waiting to see the doctor for my routine check up.  I'm a very "moley" person, so these check ups are necessary.

While I waited for the doctor, I couldnt help but examine my own skin.  I noticed the scar on my left ring finger from a a drunken fight I got into with an old boyfriend.  I looked at the scar on my right wrist and remebered that I got this scar while sitting in my first car chatting with my friend and when I zipped up a windbreaker it caught my skin.  I looked at the small scar on my knee I got playing soccer.  I looked at my newest scar on my leg I got this summer.  I gazed at my favorite scar - the one I got from my little girl.   I can't say looking my scars were the highlight of my day, but having all of these memories flood my mind was a cathartic experience. 

hgv And as we say goodbye to another year, may our scars from 2014 heal and fade away, but may our memories and lessons from this year carry on to the New Year.  

Wishing you all a Happy and Healthy New Year!