i can’t believe you’ve already come and gone, 2012. you were a whirlwind, to be sure. i remember catching a first glimpse of your face while sitting in my mother’s living room in snowy canada. i had no idea what you would bring me, but i welcomed you with open arms, especially after the rough year i had just been through. you were a breath of fresh air; you hinted at new beginnings and better things to come, and you smelled sweet, like a promise.
you taught me so much, and as i look back and remember you, i am grateful for every lesson you brought my way.
in you, i learned how to forgive. i learned to make peace with my past, to accept what was and move on from it.
i learned what healing felt like. i learned that it’s so rarely an instantaneous thing, but instead a quiet and powerful journey one must walk through.
i learned about grace, and it changed everything for me. i learned to see others with new eyes and love the Jesus in them.
i learned to be thankful, to count the gifts of my days, whether they were easy or painful. i learned to seek the good in all things, even when it hurt, even when it was hidden from the surface.
i learned what it felt like to have my heart stretched, to experience growing pains that i may love deeper, wilder, harder.
twenty-twelve, you were good to me, even when i didn’t see it.
and now you’ve gone, and twenty-thirteen has taken your place.
i have much hope for the coming year. despite uncertainty and butterflies in the stomach from not knowing what it will hold, i trust i can walk into this new year with hope.
i hope to keep living a better story, and to write out all the parts of it, beautiful, ugly, and everywhere in between.
i hope to see redemption and restoration in ways beyond my wildest dreams.
i hope to finish well, to accept change and new beginnings with confidence and anticipation.
i hope to keep saying thank you.
i hope for more grace, more love, more Jesus.
the old has gone, and the new has come, and i will look ahead