January is always difficult for me. I hate to pack away the Christmas decorations. And someone always asks about my New Year’s resolutions. Well, this year I didn’t make any. No promise to excercise. No vow to eat properly and lose those pounds. And no resolve to write daily.
So here I am. Waiting.
The last few months had me wringing my hands. I want life to bloom with creativity. I feel like an animal crouched in a dark cave waiting for the bigger varmint to hunt me down.
I don’t want to make you feel sorry for me.
I don’t want you to worry about me.
It would be nice if you sent a few prayers for me. And I’ll do the same for you.
Life can be confusing. Full of burdens. But it can also be full of joy.
I think tomorrow I’ll get up and watch the sunrise over the water.
Join me at your favorite place.
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