See Ya, 2010. Don’t Let the door smack your butt on the way out.

I’m pretty sure I entered this year with a fair amount of optimism and cheer. I am pretty sure the first several months were amazing and I LOVED 2010, even though people around me were cursing it and calling it names.

And for all intents and purposes, I suppose the year wasn’t awful.

I could list all the things that went right and all the things that went…not right – and maybe one side might be more skewed than the other and I could hope that the side tipping the balance was the side of good things. At least in sheer number of small moments, there were many great moments.

The not-so-great moments just felt massive.

I’m not sure what that means for 2011. Being unsure about life and what’s ahead is kind of a scary thing, to a degree — on the other hand – if you have no expectations, how can things fall short? I don’t know what the new year will bring. I have no clue.

I hope for kindness and love from family and friends. I hope for time spent laughing so hard I cry. I hope for good health for those I care about (oh, and myself too). I hope for good books, good movies, good music and good food. I hope for ice cream cones on sunny days and perfect cappuccinos on a late fall afternoon.

I hope for a good mile pace and shoes that don’t blister my feet. I hope for jeans that make my ass look good and shampoo that smooths the frizz. I hope for travel to new places and revisiting familiar sites. I hope for dancing. I hope for long drives with the windows rolled down and the radio turned up. I hope for days when my daughters don’t whine and all the chips fall into place perfectly. I hope to not have writer’s block and I hope to feel free to write here about what’s on my mind – even if it’s not pretty.

I hope to revisit Central Park. I hope for creamy cheesecake and hot coffee. I hope to find joy in my work. I hope to learn to view my reflection differently, with a kinder eye and a less critical spirit. I hope for comfortable shoes that still look hot.

What are your hopes for the year ahead? I wish you a good one. One full of love and joy and exciting things. And even the not so exciting things.

About sarah

Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.


  1. Happy New Year to you, friends like you were one of my best high points of 2010, thank you.

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