Dear 2010,
You are only a few short hours away and you are crowding 2009 out of here like a relative that has overstayed a welcome. These last few weeks have passed quickly and frankly, 2010, you've slipped under the radar.
I only ask for a few things, 2010. I hope that as you pack up your things and leave when 2011 starts to crowd you out, you leave us all healthy and my family together. I've matured enough to learn that you couldn't give us a better gift. Yes, I want wealth, vacations, laughter, good times, and perhaps some 2,500 thread count linens...but I will consider those the icing on the cake.
365 days from today, I just want to look at the same three faces around the dinner table. I want them smiling, happy, healthy, and another year older without facing much turmoil. To be all together in my house with the people I love is all I need, 2010. Can you manage that? In return, I'll try to live in the moment, to be still and to appreciate what I find around me. I won't complain about turning 35 (as long as I can tell others that I'm 32). I won't cry when my babies turn another year older...I'll just be thankful for another year that I'm able to parent each of them.
I hope we have a deal, 2010. 2009 tried me in ways I wasn't quite prepared for...but I hope I came out calmer, stronger, and more resilient. Now that I've proven my skills, I hope, 2010, that you won't ask to see them again.
I'll be watching you, 2010. Don't disappoint.
June!
1 week ago
