Here we find ourselves again, sending out the old and ringing in the new. Counting our blessings and trying to decide what we want to work to improve upon in the coming year.
I can honestly say that all I’ve resolved to do in the last few years is find a new job and get settled in it and attempt to resume a life I never could have imagined would be interrupted. It’s too soon to say where this new job will lead, but it’s a) a job, b) new and c) mine.
Tonight when the clock strikes 12:00 a.m. I will count my blessings and resolve to count them some more. When you’ve worked so hard for so long and hold that elusive “thing” in your hands, everything else is the diaper on the Baby New Year.
