Monday, December 31, 2012

Welcome to Midnight


Photo courtesy of To Write Love On Her Arms

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The countdown begins. From months to weeks to days to hours to minutes and, finally, to seconds.

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2012 was a year. Big decisions were made; lives were relocated, new members of the family were welcomed; multiple goodbyes to multiple people were said; many laughs were shared; a lot more tears were shed; growing up and wising up was done.

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I never really understood the need for all of the celebrations and fireworks, but then again I’ve never been a New Year’s person; never really celebrated it much. To me, it was just another day. The clock striking midnight has never been a moment of significance or change for me. It was just the transition from another day that I had lasted through into another day that I would hopefully survive.

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I never make resolutions because I know I’ll never keep them. I’m never able to hold the promises that I make to myself.

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New Year’s has always come with a sense of poignancy and nostalgia for me. Midnight comes with remembrance for everything that has happened in the year just passed, and relief with the fact that I’ve survived it once more. Midnight comes with the uncertainty of what the next year will bring, and a vague sense of hope that maybe it will be better, if only just a little bit.

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I am not going to make any resolutions or promises of improvement for next year. I already know that it will be challenging in many ways. And why should one day be dedicated to making the decision to change and be healthier, happier, wealthier, better…

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Maybe it’s in that one moment. A moment of thrill, excitement, adrenaline, anticipation, trepidation… The expectation and hope for something else. Something better. The moment when an old year becomes a new year. When an old you can maybe become a new you. I know it’s not easy. Change is scary and it takes time. Acceptance, healing, recovery, forgiveness… Wounds heal but scars stay and is it all worth it?

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I am scared – no, terrified – of what 2013 will bring. But right now, if only for a moment, I will welcome midnight.

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Happy New Year.

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Sunday, December 30, 2012

Walk Away


Here I stand.
With my heart and everything that I am
In my hands.
In front of you,
Bare.
Shadows and scars for you to judge. And I’ll just leave it all
At your feet, all that’s left of me.
A bag of bones and an aching heart,
And I’ll leave that too because what use is it to me now.

And I’ll walk away, walk away.        
With nothing left of me
I’ll walk away, walk away now and I won’t
Look back at what I used to be.
What you have of me.
You have all of me.

I won’t call, won’t ask how you’re doing.
And I hope you won’t too.
Because I already know if you do,
I won’t lie like I used to.

You have all of me now. I won’t ask for it back.
I’ll just pray that you’ll be gentle with it as I walk away.
I'll just pray that you'll know how sorry I am as I walk away.
I’ll walk away, leave you be, and I’ll try not to look back.