Forward

For me, the New Year has always been an exciting time. It is not, nor has it ever been about the excitement leading up to the New Year, the parties on the eve, the champagne, the countdown to midnight.

For me, the excitement begins the morning of January 1.

A new year.
An opportunity to do things differently.
Moving forward with a kind of clean slate.
Moving forward to challenge yourself to live your best life. (urgh, I sound like Oprah)

Although there is nothing that precludes us from making any ole' day a new beginning, there is something about the turn of the calendar year that makes promises to oneself inevitable.

The excitement of moving forward.

It is quite serendipitous that I would have not one, but two of my dearest friends moving forward in this year, at warp speed. Ushering it in with major life changes.

Both involving the demise of once-believed forevers.
Commitments unraveled, lies revealed.

For one, it is planned
The other, the biggest shock of life-to-date
For both, the best.

They are not your ordinary souls. No sir.
They are strong, powerful, loyal, intelligent, funny.
I am proud to call them each 'friend'.

I think of them meeting, briefly, years ago. Sharing good wine and many laughs on that snowy long ago December day, their shared future experiences nary a flicker of a thought.

Tonight, I think of them both. Moving forward to a new year, a new 'you'.

One thousand miles apart
Connected more than could know

Embracing the reality
Transforming it to opportunity
Moving forward, forward, forward.