I'd like to say good riddance. But it wasn't the year's fault. All in all, it was an extremely educational year. I know more. I've let go of more.
I've found more.
Goodbye to depression. Junk food. Ice cream. Sugar. And, oh dear lord, goodbye to Coca-Cola and all its relatives.
Goodbye lethargy. Goodbye lack of motivation. Goodbye wallowing. Goodbye fatigue. Goodbye to sleeping nine-ten hours a day.
Goodbye slouchy chair. Goodbye having no money. Goodbye doing without.
Goodbye to feeling awful. Finally.
So in these last few minutes of 2010's lifebreath, I raise my glass.
I toast you 2010.
Here's to the year that launched my writing career, brought me many new friends, gave me back the home I never thought I wanted, and the family I didn't think I had.
Thank you 2010.
For reunions. For sister cousins. For coming home. And for bringing my brother home.
Thank you for unveiling my voice.
And now, five minutes before midnight, I bid you adieu. And will see you, on the morrow, in 2011.
Happy New Year, Olivia J. Herrell