new year, new circumstances... same old story.
I haven't had many moments of self reflection here. Not like I used to, especially last year at school. I guess that's to be expected though. Last year I was facing the end of a period of my life and I had no idea what the future was going to be like. Now I'm living my dream with my best friend in the greatest city ever with a great job.
There are some things that just don't change though.
For instance, Thanksgiving break has always been one that I've looked forward to. When I was still in school, by this time I was so ready for the first semester and those classes to be over that I welcomed the break from it all. It also was usually the first time that all of us crazy Horseheads kids were back in town at the same time. That's not much different from now. I'm still very much looking forward to it, I haven't been home since Labor Day and I can't wait to see everyone that will be there. Also, around this time I would always being staying up super late doing last minute things for classes before I left for break. Lately I've been working later simply because of 4th quarter craziness, but still it's interesting that this always seems to be my busy season. Me and the whole world, right?
I happened upon my old LJ and my entry from this time last year. I had just broken up with my boyfriend (read: the smartest thing I ever did, haha). That story still makes me smirk a little, oh man. There was another part to my entry last year that I had forgotten about. I was afraid that Thanksgiving wouldn't be the happy holiday it had always been for me. It was the first holiday I had celebrated since my uncle died, and he and my aunt always came to our house for Thanksgiving. It ended up being fine, not as sad as I had feared it might be, which is good. The fact that I was afraid last year though shook me a little. Mostly because now I find I'm once again a little afraid of what is to come...
My aunt has cancer. This is round number three for her, and two weeks ago she found out she has a year to live. I'm trying to be strong, but even typing that last sentence...
I just, I can't dwell. We will have a good holiday. I have to believe that.