One of the things I try to remember in life is that all parties must come to an end. That includes pity parties, friends. And it is high time I rustle up some positive waves, Moriarty. (If you get that reference, let me know and I’ll buy you a cookie.)
So – drum roll, please – here are some of my favorite moments from 2012…
- “Beasts of the Southern Wild” – This movie is still my favorite of the year. When I saw it, I was crying while smiling so much, my grin muscles hurt. In the best possible way.
- Summer Olympics Games – All that fitness! All that sport! All that Brit-ness! I am a certifiable Olympics junkie, yo. Can’t hardly wait for the next games!
- War and Peace – Finishing that book was a big deal. I’m a reader, friends, but that hefty mama is a booooook. I’m glad I read it. It was on my life list.
- “Downton Abbey” – I finally started watching this series and it is so good, my brain hurts. And the only cure for brain-hurt is more “Downton Abbey.” (I’ve only just started watching and am not caught up, so please don’t tell me anything about the show! No spoilers, y’all!)
- Neil Diamond’s “Hot August Nights” anniversary show – Neil Diamond rules. Word.
- Health – It really is precious, folks. Good health not only allows one to actively function each day, it also allows a gal to walk 17 miles when she wants. That leads to my next highlight…
- The Great L.A. Walk – Walking from downtown L.A. to the ocean was a highlight of my year. And I’m very proud of myself for completing the trek.
- Friends – A reason, a season, or a lifetime. It hurts to lose friends, but life goes on. And though some friendships run their course and end, others are for the long-haul. I am blessed to have some friends in my life that, well, that I’ll know forever.
- Mister – Let me try to keep this brief. That guy is the love of my life. Plus infinity. Brief enough?
- Glimmers of Hope – Rough year? Yes. But you know what? Each time I found myself down this year, I soon found myself illuminated by a glimmer of hope. Hope continues to sustain me, to nourish me. Hope. Yes
I could go on and on about CDs, podcasts, sights, sounds, hoorahs and woo-hoos. For the truth is, this rough year held so many beautiful highs, so many silver freakin’ linings – I can hardly count them all. That’s what we call being blessed, friends.
Oh! There’s one more highlight I’m grateful for: you! Thanks for reading. Thanks for responding. Thanks – period.