make up for my less-than-stellar 2008 by having a fantastic 2009 (read all 2 entries…)
The only way is up. 7 months ago

This hasn’t been my year.

I won’t go into details. I’ve tried writing it down a few times, and I can’t figure out a way to do it that doesn’t make my life sound like an overwrought Victorian melodrama. Not that I don’t adore that sort of thing – I’d just rather read it than live it.

I’ll put it this way: 2008 started with a funeral. On my birthday. And somehow, things managed to get worse as the year dragged on.

At the same time… I don’t know why or how, exactly, but I feel really good about 2009. Maybe it’s just the idea of a clean slate, of starting fresh. Whatever it is – superstition, a previously undiscovered optimistic streak – I can’t wait.



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rabbit_91 is prioritizing, arranging and writing

It's almost over

Hang in there. You can do it.

{Turandot} gets ready to shift gears

surely

you must have failed to enjoy that the funeral at you birthday wasn’t yours, or you would sound more positive
;-}

True enough.

At the time, I was mostly concerned with avoiding busybody aunts. :)

FL_Cutie believes "every day above ground is a good day".

While I wish you a wonderful 2009

I hope you’ll also try to make the most of the remaining weeks of 2008. :) We only have the day we are given, the moment we are in. Believe me, I understand a rough 2008 – I had one, too. But we need to try not to wish away the days we are given.

Wishing your life beauty and smiles today… and many more joyful tomorrows~

Thank you.

I’m trying. :)

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Thank you!

And you’re welcome. (I sometimes forget how helpful… and, well, cheering cheers can be, even though they always brighten my day just a bit. I’m glad the ones I’ve given have been a help.)

Merry Christmas!

WorkingOnSomeDreams wonders why his first thing disappears as soon as the page fully loads

I understand

2007, and into 2008 was certainly not my year – I lost my dad (early September 2007), moved my mom to a nursing home (late September 2007), and had triple bypass surgery (mid November 2007). As a result I could not keep up with the ludicrously unreasonable demands of my doctoral advisor who didn’t seem to understand that I was going to visit my mom every day, despite my hour commute to work and another hour and a half to the University. Also, I was going to follow through and take care of my parents’ pugs as I promised my dad the day before he passed away. So, I was essentially squeezed out of the program.

After a time, I’ve begun to value who I am, love life again, and not worry about whether or not I ever receive a PhD – because it’s just not that important. I wish you all the best – maybe we can both have a great 2009. I will stop by from time to time and read your blog. Good luck to you friend.

Keith

For the past couple of days, I’ve come back to this… I don’t know how many times, just turning it over in my mind. I’m still recovering from the year I went through – I still have a hard time trusting that the good things that have happened so far this year aren’t going to fall apart. But then I come back to your comment, and it just clicks. I know what’s important now.

Thank you for sharing it, and I hope that this year treats you well.

(And how are the pugs? I’m not generally fond of small dogs, but for pugs, I make an exception. I’ve adored every pug I’ve ever met.)


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