2010. At the beginning of every year we all wonder what it will bring.
Some folks enter the new year with tears of joy that the previous 365 day span of a living hell is finally over, and others are a bit saddened that a good year is coming to an end.
My gut told me on January 1 this is my year this year. How? I hadn't a clue. In addition to my kids and trying to make my marriage work took up most of my time in addition to my writing. I did, however, discover that my writing is good enough to be able to make a living at it. I'm delightedly greatful. The previous is not grammatically correct but it's what I feel in my heart.
Now a I have an idea of doing something I love to make a living. And I look forward to it too. Cool.