2003
I started 2003 by breaking one of my major rules: I kissed someone at midnight, practically a stranger, and therefor started a year with someone that I didn't expect to finish it with. And oddly enough, we did finish it together. Happy Anniversary to us. Love is a complicated thing. It is worth it. Sometimes it hurts but when I think about us, I think about all the good stuff. I have a new belief, there is nothing in life that cannot be made better with a few kisses and rubs on the face. There are moments of being an us that are so pure and so private that they may have been dreams. 2003 was the year I found real love.
This year came with its ups and downs. I said goodbye to my great-grandmother. Cancer was a prevailing theme, Maureen, Pattie, and others. Elaine had a stroke. Allie had an accident. Hurt was everywhere. And so was survival. After my second trip to the oasis in the desert, I understand survival in a different way. The outcome isn't always what matters, it is what you do along the way.
I found failure in crevices I never expected but also found chances to succeed. I realized I am an athlete. I've lost nearly 50 pounds. I raised $2700 to find a cure for breast cancer and I walked 52 miles over 3 days, and I finally figured out what pushing my limits meant. Down hill, 1.5 miles, miles 11-12.5 of day, down, down, down, enormous blister on my little toe, no chance to rest all day and I broke down. I couldn't finish. And I had to come to terms with my own capability. I still have to remind myself that I didn't really fail. And I did after all find a piece of myself that I never knew existed. I am starting to train for a 5k, which I want to smoothly segue into a half marathon and then a marathon. Can't wait to do my first triathalon. I think 2004 will be the year. I've signed up for the breast cancer 3-day again. I am transformed I think.
2003 was the first year I was more calm than not. Love settles me a lot. All the hard times are a lot easier with love in your life. I make better choices for myself. I am growing. I wonder who I will be next year, writing about the upcoming 2005 and I just can't wait.
Love and peace to all, and a healthy and happy 2004.
Sara
This year came with its ups and downs. I said goodbye to my great-grandmother. Cancer was a prevailing theme, Maureen, Pattie, and others. Elaine had a stroke. Allie had an accident. Hurt was everywhere. And so was survival. After my second trip to the oasis in the desert, I understand survival in a different way. The outcome isn't always what matters, it is what you do along the way.
I found failure in crevices I never expected but also found chances to succeed. I realized I am an athlete. I've lost nearly 50 pounds. I raised $2700 to find a cure for breast cancer and I walked 52 miles over 3 days, and I finally figured out what pushing my limits meant. Down hill, 1.5 miles, miles 11-12.5 of day, down, down, down, enormous blister on my little toe, no chance to rest all day and I broke down. I couldn't finish. And I had to come to terms with my own capability. I still have to remind myself that I didn't really fail. And I did after all find a piece of myself that I never knew existed. I am starting to train for a 5k, which I want to smoothly segue into a half marathon and then a marathon. Can't wait to do my first triathalon. I think 2004 will be the year. I've signed up for the breast cancer 3-day again. I am transformed I think.
2003 was the first year I was more calm than not. Love settles me a lot. All the hard times are a lot easier with love in your life. I make better choices for myself. I am growing. I wonder who I will be next year, writing about the upcoming 2005 and I just can't wait.
Love and peace to all, and a healthy and happy 2004.
Sara