As I sat in bed early on the morning of New Year’s Day, I resolved that this will be the year that I focus on changes in my life. This goes hand in hand with my decision to view my 30th birthday as a celebration of a new decade of my life rather than mourning my twenties. Yes, I was blessed with Mikhaila two years ago, but other than that, I can’t say it was a great decade. It was a decade filled with poor choices which led to a large piece of me going MIA. The dreams I had for life are unfulfilled, I’ve lost the drive and determination I once had.
While many were celebrating the New Year with parties at the local bar or at a friend’s house, I was snuggled in my bed, first depressed that I have allowed most of my friends to drift away and I had no plans, and later overjoyed at the opportunity that presented. My party of one became a party of two. Now, for as many years as she’ll let me, I hope to spend New Year’s Eve snuggled at home with my daughter. Watching the ball drop through the eyes of a child put so much into perspective for me.
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