Where were you last night when 2012 turned into 2013? Is that where you’d wanted to be?
Last night, at the stroke of midnight? I was in a contented state of mind. It was definitely where I had wanted to be…for more years than I think I’d previously realized.
My daughter and several of her friends with special needs gathered at a friend’s home for a New Year’s Eve party. A few of us parents were lucky enough to have been invited to stay – on the fringes, anyway. Continual friendly banter and peals of laughter filled the air all night long. There was great food, music, dancing, a hysterical game of charades, and over 300 party poppers set off outside, around a glowing fire pit.
Observing my daughter and friends having such a blast, as well as my sharing in the party atmosphere with the other parents made me feel happy, feel contented down to my toes.
One year ago I was on the precipice of finalizing my divorce. There was a tiny glimmer of light just beginning to be evident in the dark tunnel I’d been in for two years. I was weary, but I had hope. This New Year’s Eve was hope realized.