Fresh Snow

I have always been a writer.
I have always been a reader.
There is not a time in my life where I have ever doubted either of these things. When you hear stories of being 4 years old and writing down signs in little pink notebooks while being driven down roads and have had bookcases piled high with books series and novels for forever; the passion is never questioned.
I have always been able to portray my feelings better by writing them down or finding the right poem to show exactly what was going on in my head, and the inspiration can come from anywhere.
I have been trying to figure out the perfect way to start this blog, but no matter which way I did it never turned out right. I think I was just overthinking it though. I wanted this clever farewell to 2016 and a big welcome to 2017, the classic new year new me and all my resolutions, how much has changed through the last 12 months and my aspirations for the New Year.

But that’s not me.

I took a walk in Bowring Park today, actually around the back of the park, and I was looking around at the snow, I don’t know it was just so beautiful. I don’t like winter, I hate the cold, the snow makes my feet soppy, and I have a constant runny nose; but today, looking around at the white winter wonderland around I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I loved the winter. Confusing, I know, but hear me out. You can complain about anything you want to, though as difficult as it may seem, you are just as capable in finding the positivity and while I was freezing, walking through the woods and nearly falling on my ass the whole time, I still couldn’t stop thinking about how pretty the snow looked covering the trees. Even though my breaths were coming out in cloudy puffs and my ears were numb, that walk today was the most calm and stress free I have felt in months.



That’s how I now think about the last year and the one to come. Sure 2016 wasn’t the greatest, that can be proved with a long list I’m sure, but along the way were silver linings, everyone’s very own silver linings, at least one thing they can think about and say ‘I’m really happy I accomplished that this year’.
It’s also how I plan on tackling 2017, if you have low expectations then nothing good will happen, but if you take things as they come, one obstacle at a time, and step back to watch the snow fall every once in awhile; maybe the next 365 days won’t be so bad.

And this, this is the new home of all my thoughts and feelings, my new home I suppose, anything I want to write or share, you will find here. Like the title says, the best is yet to come, and I sure hope that’s the truth.

I’ll see you soon.

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