minutes to a new year

I wish there’s such a thing as ice cream home delivery. I’m sitting at my computer now, settling for the next best thing I could find… cereal with milk.

It’s forty minutes to midnight and I suddenly have the urge to recap 2008 before it’s gone.

In the beginning of the year, I sensed that 2008 would be a year to remember – I didn’t know what or why. And indeed, this year for me had been one filled with tremendously tough choices.

Scanning old entries, I wouldn’t say that the year had been very unkind to me. Rather, it had been partial, ensuring that I experienced a fair share of ups and downs. The scale is equally balanced, I think.

I am blessed that every tear I shed had evaporated in the warmth that surrounded me. With that, I’m happy to say that I am not and will not allow myself to be bitter.

Earlier this year, I had resolved to open my heart to rediscover love, in the little things, in myself for myself. And I believe, to a certain extent, I have achieved that. I have discovered and learnt to love a few things about myself – who I am as a person, what I’m capable of doing (including things I never knew I could) for others and most importantly, myself.

So I say, 2009, bring it on.

:OP