A new Year

I know that the New Year conventionally begins on the 1st January. Every year, between Christmas and January we assess the old year, we take stock of the lessons we have learnt over the past 12 months and we think about our regrets...chew over them like teenagers on their gum and decide how, this coming year we will do it differently. How, this year, we won't fall into the same traps we did the last, we won't fall into the same puddles or trip over the same stones. This year, we will learn from all our mistakes, we will add up all our blessings and appreciate them as they come along and make resolutions for the future ahead...

All these things I am doing now. Any time we go through something catastrophic, an unforeseen divorce, an illness from out of the blue, or an event which hurts or harms a loved one, a reassessment begins of all we hold dear and , if we are lucky, we re-emerge from this cocoon stronger, bolder, healthier in both our minds and our hearts than we were before....

I think people often see cancer as a destination but one of the things that I have learnt over the past year is to enjoy the journey. And as I transpose that to other areas of my life, it becomes even more apposite. It is important to revel in the process, wallow in the mud of reassessment for only that way is the final goal so appreciated...

Minerva