Jan 02, 2010 00:42
Okay, so it's not Christmas. But it is New Year's Day, which in many ways is even better. I love New Year's. I love getting to start over and try again. I love getting a cosmic Mulligan every 12 months. And I love the week between the two holidays, where people are relieved to be done with Christmas, but there's still some residual feelings of excitement and good will floating in the ether. I've got a lot of those this year, and because at Christmas you tell the truth, I want to tell you about it.
I'm a very lucky girl. I know this, and I say it a lot, but it's important to me that you guys know how much I value you, and how incredibly blessed I feel to have you in my life.
I have never been a popular girl. I have never been a cool kid. No one gossips about me or gets catty about my small successes behind my back, because nothing interesting or exciting happens to me. Sometimes that bothers me. Sometimes I want a line of suitors at my door. I want my phone to ring at all hours, with people on the other end wanting a moment of my time. I want people to daydream about me in soft focus flashbacks like I was Winnie Cooper. But they don't. And that's cool. Because over the last few years, I've fallen in with some people who really, truly love me. You cheer for me when things go well, you commiserate with me when things go badly. You respect me enough to call me on my shit, you put up with me calling you on yours all the time, you withstand my constant hugging. I had much higher expectations for my ability to verbalize exactly what you mean to me, but I can't. Not yet. Maybe next year, after a little more therapy. ;)
What I really wanted to say was "thank you". The group of friends that I have has changed my life. Honestly. Each of you individually, and all of you collectively, are a source of joy and strength for me. Your worth to me cannot be overstated. So thank you.
God only knows what I'd be without you.