It's New Years Day. I'm 34 years old and feel every day of it.
I can turn my mind's eye around and see this same day and how I've lived it so many times before. A starry eyed youth who saw the magic in a fresh start. New ideas and new changes to implement. Dreams to chase.
Now, I sit here, in the front row of the game of life. A courtside seat to the sufferings of others with whom I walk closely. A game in which I too have played, though in wonderment I find that it hurts my heart more to see their pain then to experience it for myself.
It's New Years Day. I do not begin this year with a head full of dreams or a list of improvements but rather a determination to cling to hope. I will not be defeated.
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