As I mentioned in one of my previous posts, the holiday season is a difficult time for me. And, to make matters worse, December is also the month in which my husband passed away. Now that I have another Thanksgiving, sadiversary, Christmas and New Year’s behind me, I feel relieved.
I don’t usually make new year’s resolutions in the traditional sense, but I think of it as a new start. A time to focus on myself again and the direction I want to go in my life.
It’s also a time to reflect on how far I’ve come on this journey. How I ever made it through the first two years, I do not know. But I’m proud of myself that I did. Now, eight years later, I continue to move forward in this new life—with lots of backtracking detours—but I’m getting ahead. And for that I’m thankful.