December 28th 2011
My New Journal
It
is very quiet in my home at present as the children are spending some time with
their dad this week. I am very grateful for a little peace and quiet and time
to catch my breath after such a busy and eventful festive season. I am using
this time to reflect on last year and to prepare myself for the fresh New Year
which is waiting quietly around the corner.
This
year’s journal sitting on the table in front of me, I pick it up and there on
the first page written in my best handwriting are my plans and dreams for the
coming year, the next few pages filled with dread, sadness and unhappy times. I
remember now thinking life was never going to be good or happy again but what a
difference a year makes. I read on and as the weeks and months pass life does
get easier and there are many pages filled with laughter and good time once again
Many of my
goals reached, some I’m still working on and others completely forgotten about.
Dreams that still wait in the wings but others that have come true. Aspirations
within my grasp as long as I keep stretching for them. I’m not discouraged
about the ones that I did not achieve because I have learnt that it is the
reaching for them that is important.
Also
on the table is my lovely new journal with its crisp, clean pages waiting to be
filled with new plans, dreams and tales of adventure and excitement. I am eager
about the start of the New Year I know it is going to be another great year I
can feel it in my bones, plus I have spent the last six months building new,
stronger foundations and what is the point of walls if you haven’t got a good
foundation to build them on.
This year I am taking a leap of faith and beginning this wondrous New Year believing. Believing in myself.
This year I am taking a leap of faith and beginning this wondrous New Year believing. Believing in myself.
