We wake and it is a new year, more than just a turn of calendar
page or tick of the clock – each new year bringing its own litany of changes we
can’t possibly predict or expect, and so, we hope for the best as we toss off
the blankets, make our coffee, and act as if all will be as it once was,
knowing it will all be different, only different in a way we may not be
prepared to accept – not number of resolutions can halt the new revolution that
makes time for us, or those that burn our world into turmoil We can only accept
it will occur and deal with it the best we can.
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