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.

2014

 

 

Happy New Year Still You,

~ Cara

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Happy Anniversary, TLL

Yesterday morning, as I was making a few laps around the blogosphere, I noticed a curious but auspicious looking symbol in the upper left quadrant of my screen. It was a trophy cup. Many of you, I’m sure, have received this same icon, and were thereupon congratulated. For those of you who have been plugging away at this immeasurably gratifyingly though fiscally unremunerative hobby for less than three hundred and sixty five days will be asking yourselves why there was call for congratulations. Well, maybe now you’re not wondering; but just in case . . .

It was my one year anniversary.

You registered on WordPress.com 1 years ago!

Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!

I sort of just sat there for a moment, staring at the screen but not really seeing it. And I stayed that way — reflecting — for a while, Briefly I contemplated drafting up a post, then in the end decided against it. You know how some mornings are like that: you wake up, see the task at hand and think, “Oh, geez, I just don’t have the energy for this.” And then a different day, with a different set of moods and feelings changes your entire outlook, in which you fix your eyes upon the exact same task and see not a challenge or a burden, but an assignment drawing your inclinations outward. I do love how life works that way.

So, for any of you who’d like to take a gander at my first post ever, here it be:

https://thislittlelight516.wordpress.com/2011/12/28/hello-world/

If not, I take no offense whatsoever . . . though you will not be receiving the delicious virtual white-chocolate macadamia not cookies I baked this morning. Ball’s in your court.

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