The Year That Will Be 2015
It is a bit past midnight. The girls and I are cuddled up watching Ryan Seacrest in Time Square. The dogs are snoring in a dogpile with the blankets we draped around them.
SF is alive with drunk revelers in the Mission, fireworks along the Embarcadero, and cheering gay boys in the Castro. I love New Years Eve. It is the opportunity to start afresh.
2015… the year that will be. As one year winds down and a new one arrives, I’m thinking of hope. I’m thinking of hope and I’m thinking of courage. I’m thinking about connection, compassion, vulnerability. Pretty much living full heartedly.
It is time for new beginnings, fresh starts, renewed promises. How do i get to the best execution of myself this year? Cheers to a New Year and another chance for us to get it right.