Monday, December 31, 2007
pretty good year.
The year that this album came out, 1994, was a very bad year for me. I was 20 years old, lost in in the blackness of grief and doing my best to self-destruct. Time doesn't heal all wounds but its passing is sometimes a kindness.
It took me a few years to find myself, and then to find him. Love is magic - it makes you savor each day and celebrate each year instead of wishing them away.
My years are now joy-filled with good things of my own choosing: friends, love, cats, food, books, blog, fun, laughter, garden, art, and on and on...I'm a lucky girl.
So here's to another wonderful whirl around our star.
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4 comments:
Nice post... and thanks for sharing that part of you.
Perspective is a wonderful thing. The light only seems brightest to those who have looked into the darkness.
Some people don't make it back from the brink, some do. Yet, in everyone who recovers, there is always that dark corner held in reserve, like the secret bottle a recovering alcoholic keeps hidden, just to prove it can be resisted.
I am very glad the light is bright for you....
Happy New Year! Things always go up an down, there are cycles. It's hard to think of when it seems like you're on the elevator going in the wrong direction - or stuck on the 3rd floor when you need to go up. Last year kinda sucked bad in a bunch of ways, but there were parts that were brilliantly good and uplifting - keep a positive mental attitude and win in the end.
As a straight male, I'm probably not allowed to admit it, but I loves me some Tori. I don't know what the hell she's talking about half (ok, most) the time but I love her just the same.
Breda,
As one who has wrestled with their own demons (and I don't always win), all I can offer is that *I* am glad you stepped back from the edge. The world would be a darker place without you in it.
Happy New Year!
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