Resolved

One year ends, another begins. Those who cavort with cynicism frown on resolutions and changes that never seem to be made. Mocking the idealism of the few who tread their own unseen paths, the cynics find survival instead of freedom. The idealist few see no difference.

My beloved patrons, where do you stand at the end of this year? Does a turn of the calendar spur a change? Is it too shallow a reason? Or might its symbolism serve you well? Whatever the case may be things always change, calendar markings or none, and the choice is yours as to whether, why, or how such changes are to be made.

At the end of this long year, I reflect on the ending of last year and my reflections then. My goals were much smaller then and yet critically important. Despite my shortfalls, I stand at the end of this year and I see the changed person in the mirrored reflection. And now I'm hungry for more. So hungry, in fact, that I even got a head start, a running jump if you will. Reticent, yet bold and determined, I now cross this line ready for the tumultous continuation of a journey that began long ago. A journey that unravels in its own time and way. A journey that traces each year with its color of choice...and finds its beginnings through its endings...that sometimes coincide with the calendar on your wall.

Happy New Year to all patrons of thesecondchance.