Well, here I am starting my 39th trip around the sun. This past year was one of joy and sorrow. The joy has come from all the blessings around me, and the sorrow has come from not grasping the true nature of those blessings. I have problems – problems with communication, with time management, with attention to the important signs around me. I have allowed myself to become fat, lazy, and distracted. Money has pushed itself ahead in the line of idols that I find myself worshipping and hoping to appease. I feel myself running out of steam – motivation is waning, and I am looking over my shoulder at the “what-might-have-beens”. My fears and anxieties are at an all time high – we have a new president in whom I have many misgivings about where he will try to take this country. There is uncertainty about employment. For the first time, Death has poked his head into my affairs to alert me that he’s no longer going to be a vague notion.
But, amidst all that, there is still that flicker of hope – a chance that things can get better. I hear a whisper in the air that it will be alright – that I have been given the tools and means to make it better, and there is Someone who will be there when I fall in my steps toward improvement to guide me ahead. Thank you, my friends, for coming along on this journey, and there will be more to come!