She Comes Once More

For me a new year is not a time to become a new me, but to reflect on the me I strove to be all year prior, and do my part to pencil in hazy voids within the next 365 days. Then, if all goes well, at the end of the year I’ll look in the mirror and find the face I’ve always known: a dimpled chin angled away from the murk and shadows, guided by a pair of wide, green eyes catching a bit more of the Light.




Happy New Year Still You,

~ Cara

11 thoughts on “She Comes Once More

  1. For me, this is the day when I take down my old calendar and look it over, remembering the good and bad of what happened last year. Then there’s the fun of putting up the new calendar and making plans for interesting things to do. Happy New Year, Cara! 🙂

    • I can see how taking a moment to contemplate the previous year would be cathartic. I purchased a calendar yesterday for the first time in years. Me, I’ll be using it to track words and such. Hoping yours is already abuzz with fresh new to-dos!

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