Less than a week

Five more days. That's all that remains of 2013. Just a few moments left to play out the last bit of the year. How do you finish your year?  

What haven't you said that you wish you would have?  Perhaps, I'm sorry I hurt you or those three magical words, I love you. 

What haven't you done that you need to do?  Pick up the phone, put down the phone, speak to the person in the next cubical or say hi to that cute guy/girl on your morning commute. 

There are literally millions of scenarios playing out all over the world that could have been handled differently. I have my own personal list. But I am determined not to live in the past. I own my stuff. I also am going to boldly step forward right into the thick of 2014 with anticipation, hope and wonder at what awesome and rare thing might take place. 

So be brave. Be spontaneous. Live while you can. No regrets. This is your year. Use every bit of that special stuff that defines you. Create what you want to create. And never forget, 2014's got nothing on you! 

Yes, the phone is on and charged.

Years of growth, determination, conviction, self confidence and worth, discipline and success cannot possibly be boiled down to whether or not the phone rings. 

Oh wait. Yes it can. 

Sometimes questions cut deep

"So you're up here now, alone for Christmas. And you say you want to move to the ocean in a year; move where it's warmer. I get that mom. But what will be different next Christmas? What will you do to make sure you're not alone again?"

I had no answer...

Where is it?

For years I worked for The Salvation Army and this time of year brought out the true meaning of Christmas. There was simply no denying the work we all did together made a massive difference in the lives of those who humbly (or boldly) asked for help. Such a warm feeling swirled everywhere. 

I had the same feelings when Tel and Cole were little guys. They would get so excited this time of year. The anticipation was so thrilling. It fueled their good behavior and my cheerful mood. 

This year is different. There will be none of the anticipation or joy or excitement. There will be no wrapping paper thrown everywhere. Nor will there be squeals of delight as presents are revealed. 

So, hug your parents, love your kids, relish the chaos and tuck away the memories. Some day that may be what sustains you. As for me, I am hoping for a long winter nap.