This is the time of year when everybody makes some sort of New Year’s Resolution. Well, if you expect to see mine here, you’ll be disappointed. I’m not making any. I didn’t make any last year, and 2007 was an incredible year for me. I’d like to build on my successes and triumphs, and make plans to keep the momentum going. Otherwise, 2008 is an open book waiting to be written and drawn in.
When I wake up Tuesday morning, it will be 2008. I will watch an unhealthy amount of football…(it’s unhealthy because of how crazy I get during games I really care about, then again will I care about any of those games?) eat some guacamole… marvel at how much room I made in my closet when I cleaned it New Year’s Eve (yes, I live such an exciting life)… and let my brain rest.
Wednesday, my routine will resume, and the holidays will be in my rear-view mirror, growing smaller by the day. The mark the holidays made on me this year, however, will not soon be forgotten. Feeling my way through the holidays has certainly been worth it, and I’m still processing those feelings and feeling itself.
Someday I will stand on the edge of the Grand Canyon and then I will have the visual to put with the feeling I have now. I am standing on the edge of something wide and vast, unfathomable to imagine and what I see takes my breath away. I can’t put anything into words and tears can’t even express how I feel. I don’t fully understand how I got here or what I am to take away from this experience, but even at the edge of something wonderful, I close my eyes and give thanks. Then I open my eyes, and I’m overwhelmed all over again.
I don’t yet see how life can get any better than that, but I’ve learned never to underestimate God. This year, I learned to jump off the curb with some incredibly amazing results. Maybe 2008 is the year I learn to jump off big, scary, breathtaking cliffs.