Final Thoughts

I sit here after partying with friends and a bit too much to drink; I am wondering what final words do I have for this year. What do I want to say that I probably shouldn't address while under the influence of alcohol and loud loud music?

I watched Saddam Hussein hang today.

I told someone I loved them this year and had that love rejected.

I survived my first semester at Berkeley.

I lost 55 pounds this year.

I am proud to be the mother, woman, friend, daughter that I am.

My self esteem and confidence are intact.

I received my Associates Degree.

My horizons are open and the world lays at my feet awaiting my mark.

My daughters are beautiful and brilliant.

I have learned. I have learned about me, love, boys (not men), my future is bright.

I am loved. Truly loved. I am alone. Sometimes lonely. Sometimes not. (Shut up Steve)

I have really good supportive friends. (SHUT UP STEVE)

Sex is for more than procreation :-))

I am happy.

These are my final thoughts. And while some of them bring a bittersweet or plain ol' bitter smile to my heart, they are mine. I own them all.

I could wish for a better year...but I won't. I am grateful.

I am accomplished and respected.

I will only say I wish for you, those who find my words of comfort or interest, a piece of my joys and even a taste of my sorrows. Without both you could not know the wisdoms that warm my heart and shape my mind. I wish for you my happiness.

That being said, if you are single over 35 and educated you should look me up. LOLOL

Blessed New Year to you all.