I still remember last year, I’m glad to say it’s over. It was a tough year for me. Losing the baby was completely heartbreaking. Unfortunately, that was only 1 of several losses last year.
I needed the new year, the new start, if only just another day.
But 2017, I loved you. You have been the year of healing. The year of celebration. The year that I will relive in my mind throughout the years. Your perfect little baby. Your healing of health issues. Your gifts of peace and joy.
Now as I sit on the edge of 2018, I feel a bit of fear for the future just knowing that challenges lay ahead, but also am calmly optimistic and hopeful.
So my word for the year will be
Hope.
Hope.
