As 2017 draws to a close, it’s a time of great reflection. I’ve always been one to do the whole ‘out with the old, in with the new’ while congratulating myself on continuing this journey. This time last year, I was curled up on the couch listening to Chris’s dad and him exchange stories. I was worried about my own health, never in a million years imagining that 2017 would see Chris taken from my life.
I’m going to be honest – this is the night I’ve dreaded the most. Something about going into a new year without him was scary. It’s like some part of me just wants to stay here, because maybe staying in this year will somhow bring him closer. It’s silly thoughts, just as the thoughts of ‘he’s just in the next room’ are silly. He isn’t here, but that’s okay. He would want me to face this new year head on.
The past couple of weeks have been surprisingly kind to me. I’m spending New Years in West Virginia of all places. I’m being social and actually really looking forward to the ball drop as 2017 fades into a memory. A very strong memroy, but a memory nevertheless. I will welcome 2018 with open arms, thankful for what I have learned and for those who have been placed in my life. I look forward to this new year, cautiously hoping that it is kind. I welcome Midnight and all that it brings.
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