"A candle escorts me into the New Year.
The flame may flicker, but the fire is eternal!"
Anonymous
New Year's Eve has been celebrated in numerous ways throughout my life, and the flashbacks have been accompanied by a wide range of emotions. Earlier years of parties only the young adult could withstand transferred into hosting parties for the sake of private control. Eventually, quiet dinner parties with candle lit tables, mood music, and thoughtful discussions prevailed. The tempo decreased even more to my favorite selection of book, candle, and fire.
There were so many fears I once carried, which never came to life. Then unsuspected losses that had never been anticipated altered my way of living. Growing beyond my expectations, discovering professional endurance and personal strength, my spirit was continuously uplifted by the endless compassion from sisters of my heart.
New Year's Eve .... Will I find the courage to rally to completion of who I was meant to be? Will my voice be heard and my heart understood? I will continue to write until I can hold this pen no more ... and then I shall wrap my lovely self in my quilt and thoughtfully look through the window at my lovely trees.
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