There are a lot of ideas I had for a New Year's post.
However. I'm keeping it simple.
I wish for 2012 to be a kinder, gentler year than 2011.
2011 was a bit of a bitch. On crack. 2010 was her whore of a mom.
A friend of mine told me that the whole hype of 2012 being the "end of the world" was a bastardization of the real meaning. The real meaning of which is "get your shit together or the shit will really hit the fan for you in 2012."
One way to try and make sense of so many difficulties and challenges coming in like endless torpedoes for both of us the last two years.
So last night in my email I got a letter from my old me to my future me. I'd forgotten I had written it, and it made me cry with both gratitude (for having made it through some difficult times) and compassion for my old self.
I'm doing it again and recommend it to all.
Wishing you all a great 2012!