Year of Love

Last night I lay in bed feeling the sheets getting warmer and warmer until I finally kicked them off. What was making them heat up so much? Could easily have been my Mom's solar-fueled, 13th floor apartment; the central heat hasn't been on once since I have been home and it's possibly as toasty as a Bikram yoga studio in here. But I suspect my inner thoughts of love are what got things all steamed. Last night, I lay in bed thinking about all of the people who have touched, inspired and made my life better in 2008. Thoughts of just a few garnered enough love to make me blush. But, as more and more images of smiling faces and open arms that have guided me, protected me and propelled me along my path came to mind, I became overwhelmed. And so incredibly grateful for this life, for each and every one of you. Thank you. I only hope that I have given you as much heat, as much love, as much good energy as you have gifted me.

As this year comes to a close, I feel like I should make some swooping, meaningful summary of lessons learned and hopes for the future. And I will. But, for now, I'm off to enjoy the last day of 2008. It's too hot in this apartment!

I love you guys. Happy New Year.