there were times when I doubted we'd make it.... i mean, i can't even keep houseplans alive for a whole year.
in calm personal introspective reflection, me and the ole blog have had some memories.
- when re-reading ripped open scabbed-over wounds and made me bawl.
- when i stayed up in the wee hours, furiously blasting another poor human cursed with XY chromosomes.
- when i smiled over how much i've learned. and grown
- when i chuckled (under my breath) at my own witty remarks. c'mon. you know its true ;-)
so here's to another year. to hoping it's more productive, that i get more action, and lessons learned are less painful.
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