well...half empty

This is my year. I've been saying that all year. I'm 30 this year. I will make great things happen this year. I will try things I've never tried before. I will take chances in love and life that I have previously not taken.
These simple resolutions have been my mantra.

it hasn't exactly been that way so far...
The place I worked, and loved working at, closed.
Someone tried to break into my house, while I was in my house. Someone broke into the neighbor's house. I bought a gun to try and restore my sense of well being, of sanity. My 30th birthday rolled through, and with it, a short visit from Depression. The vehicle that I own, and love, needed more than just my fond feelings to keep it running lately. My step-father, again, who I love, had a heart attack. The man that I have grown emotionally attached to, left for Alaska.

really?

But this is my year. I refuse to let the circumstances of life rob me of the joy of the journey.
So, I moved. I feel safe again. My dogs are happy with their backyard, my Jeep is happy with her garage, and I couldn't be happier with my new place. It's so cute, I should buy an apron with lace on the bottom. Seriously, it's adorable. There are still boxes stacked about; I've only just finished moving tonight. Somehow, though, I am the most calm I've been in a while. Maybe it's the clean start. Maybe it's the chance to refresh, re-organize and re-invent. As I sit here with my cup of tea, after a long day of moving, and hauling and putting furniture together, I am reaffirming that this is my year. I will still accomplish things this year that I never knew possible. Not because I am 30, but because I am a fighter. I will fight for peace and meaning in my own life. I will fight to show the people that I love how much they are a part of me. I will fight to find the happiness that I deserve.
And when all that is over, I will sit on my porch, cup of tea, and be overwhelmed by how great life can be...kinda like I am tonight.


What do you do when the glass looks half empty? Yell "bartender, another drink please!"