I never can tell anymore. On so many things. Such as, but not limited to, whether I want to make more stupid cartoons, or simply write.
The closing of 2012 brings me to decision-making-mode, because something tells me 2013 is going to be wonderful, in ways that are least expected. Chock-full of hidden blessings, surprising joys in spite of certain things, and an abundance of laughter where there should be tears.
"Because you wept when you should have been laughing, you will now laugh, when you should be weeping."
So many changes ahead.
Remember when I used to write about my health, and I was all depressed and dark and dismal about it? All confused and depressed? Talking about every appointment, every shot, and making that lumbar puncture sound like it was the end of the world? What a sorry place I was in, that mindset.
I hope the New Year is everything you hope it to be. Wait, is that even true? Because what if what you want is not something that would be good for you, and what if God has other plans for you? Plans that will bring you great discomfort and mental anguish, but in time, will cause you to grow in wisdom and strength and understanding? With this in mind, I take back my statement about your New Year. In reality, I hope it's everything you least expect. And remember-- God is only a prayer away.
Love,
A.
