It is the most spectacular winter morning I can remember. The sun is bright and the air is run-around-naked kind of perfect.
“It’s got to be some kind of omen,” I said.
“Has to be,” Marian answered as we sipped coffee on the back deck.
I feel positive energy this morning. I feel hopeful.
New Year’s Eve was wild, so wild that, on advice of counsel, I’m not even going to tell you about it, but rules were broken and visions came.
To all my friends, both online and off, I thank you for the support and love you’ve given me. In the New Year, I wish for you vision and accomplishments, fun and depth, but most of all, I wish you joy.