There's something magical about New Year's day. For a few brief hours, it's possible that this is going to be the perfect year ... the year you get the job ... or the girl ... or whatever it is you're hoping to do with your life.
Fresh off the high of Christmas, we go into an almost euphoric state of possibilities. I'll be honest, I have newfound hope for 2012. Of course, I had hope for 2011, too ... and truth be told, it wasn't all that bad. Sure, it wasn't perfect, but I don't really think 2012 will be either. But, hey ... there's still hope.
I know there are changes coming in my life ... in the very near future. I'll be moving ... again. Been hard to put down roots the last few years. I love living in Tonawanda. I absolutely adore my apartment and being so close to the river ... and the canal. But the commute to work is dreadful. Not that I mind the drive ... but the price of gas has gotten redic. And my girls are too far away ... so by the end of January, I'll be living in Lockport again. Closer to work ... and to the people I love.
I'm not one to make resolutions, usually. I just want to be the best me I can be. Hopefully we can all do the same ... and I hope your 2012 is flawless.
I love you all.