this year, i will remind myself that i am a writer. a lover of lyrics.
this year, i will kiss my husband for long periods of time in the home that we constantly work to fill with love.
this is the year that i heal from some hurt, celebrate some joy, and say goodbye to old skin, old titles, old roles that don't work for me anymore.
it will be the year that i let my psyche take the form of the top layer of the ocean - gliding, shifting, moving, playful and stormy at times.
depression and euphoria will do the tango in my life as they always have.
This year, I will dig my toes into the sand of my soul.
