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For a New Day, a New Year: 2013

What a difference a year makes. Actually what a difference a day makes. It is funny how different your perspective can be in just twenty-four hours. Every year we count down the last hour and then moment of the current year, breathing in new hope and breathe of the New Year we are welcoming in.

I always wonder why such significance is placed on this night. Why for so many of us we want to be at the perfect party, with the right people, even having the momentous kiss at the stroke at midnight for good luck in the coming year. I don’t even know where I heard it first, but as I grew up I believed that who you were with on this holiday was significant of who would be in your life the following year. This kind of karma plays a lot of tricks on people and I am learning undue pressure.

As I am growing into my own I no longer instill such heavy burdens on myself. I don’t even believe in making resolutions at the beginning of each year. When I want to do something or try something now I do it right away. Or rather I add it to my list Since my blog’s anniversary isn’t until March, I have some time before I rethink my additions and review my accomplishments in those departments. (

In looking back in my personal life this past year to January 2012, I hardly know where to begin. So much has changed. Not in where I work or live, but in my health. So I guess you can say how I live has changed.

Last January I was in the middle of the darkest period of my life ( As a chronic migraine patient I had been suffering from the same migraine almost everyday in December and by January I had no hope. That is not to say I was giving up on treatment. I had started seeing a doctor at Montefiore Headache Center and she is incredible. Her persistence and hope that there was light at the end of tunnel kept me going. But I was mostly drowning in a pain/medication fog and deep depression that it caused. Truth be told I lost the first few months of 2012 and don’t have total recall of that time.

It is with that background that I now approach 2013 with a clear, calm, optimistic excitement. I am already a step ahead of the game. It took about a year but my migraines are more controllable although still persistent. But I now have a life. Better yet, I know that there will be days the pain will lift and I will get to have a life. That wasn’t something I could have said a year ago. In fact a year ago, I couldn’t have told you anything. I was too ill to blog.

So this year I am eager to see what awaits me. I know there will be more traveling, more celebrations, more photographs, more friends, more family, and more love. Most importantly, there will be more living.

I hope you the same for you and yours.

Happy New Year!!


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