Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Goodnight 2013.

A conversation from earlier (after my grandmother and I were saying goodbye and discussing ''Happy New Year''s):

Grandma: Happy New Year.. It has to be better than 2013. 

Me: Has to be. 

Such true words.  Not sure I've ever had a harder year than 2013.  So much change, so much grief and mourning, so much 'valley-ness'.  

The storm is only for a season they say, but some storms leave trauma and permanent scars.  Scars that, no matter how much time passes, refuse to heal.

It is almost 9:30 PM on December 31, 2013 and for the last 1 1/2 hours I've suddenly hated that tonight is the night I have to stay awake till midnight.  And just now I have made the decision ... I'm going to bed.

I normally love staying up bringing the new year in, a little sentimentally to be honest.  Normally I don't think about the past year being good or bad, but just over too soon.  Not this year.  This year I am not staying up to see the year out.  I'm not welcoming in the new year.  I'm simply going to sleep and going to wake in 2014.

Because it has to be better than 2013.

Goodnight 2013, Happy New Year Everyone!

~ To God Be the Glory!