. . . and I am holding on. Again.
I'm wallowing in my annual 'holiday pity party'.
It starts the beginning of December but really takes hold of me the last week of the year.
It hasn't always been so. But the last few years have left me anxious to see the season end.
I know the reasons why and I have resolved all of those feelings but I still can't help myself.
I truly have a good life. People who love me. Other people who care.
Believe me, it is all self inflicted.
I am usually content.
But I am not confident.
This new year will be different. I mean it! I really mean it!
I will struggle on whether to publish this post but you need to know the real me. I don't know why I think you do, but you do.
I'll catch up with you all on the flip side. The happy side. The 'see me always smiling' side. The 'making future plans' side.
Because this will pass. It always does.
Blessings to you, my friends, in this upcoming, wonderful, glorious new year!