There was a time when I attempted to write most every day. In an effort to do so, I resorted to sharing my daily "smiles" -- it was a bit lazy on my part, I'll concede, but it also was an attempt to acknowledge and express my gratitude for the many blessings each day brings.
Well, it's time for a confession: I can't do it. I cannot guarantee I'll have something to say each day that even marginally qualifies as decent blogfodder. All I can promise is to try to have something arguably interesting to share on a relatively regular basis. (How's that for lowering expectations?)
Speaking of expectations, I noted earlier this evening that today is 11/12/13, and it's hard to ignore the fact that my life is so very different than it was on 10/11/12. I can't tell you off the top of my head what I was doing on 10/11/12, or what my mood was that day. I can only say, with certainty, that I'm in a much better place today than I was then. Which might sound a little suspect coming from a gal who's currently undergoing cancer treatment, but, yeah, that aside, I'm in a way better place.
And while I have no way of knowing for sure what the future holds, honestly, I sit here tonight optimistic and excited to see where life will have taken me by 12/13/14. Maybe that's naive. But I'm glad for it. It's nice to look forward with anticipation rather than apprehension. It's a gift. And I'm thankful for it.