I, for one, am glad to see the holidays finish. I worked too hard, became ill, and spent them alone. Neither of my sons were able to make it into town. I have yet to meet my first grandchild. I broke up with the man that should have been my best friend, because he told me that he blocks out what I tell him of my past trauma. My response was, if you can't handle my past then I can't share my future. Of my five siblings, none of us exchanged holiday greetings, because none of us has been able to get past our tragic childhood.
So alone I ended the year and alone I start the year. I wish that I had happier things to share, but alas, I do not.
I pray that not only is 2017 kinder to me, but also that I am kinder to myself. Be well friends.