This morning, I opened a journal that I began several years ago, and revisited the opening entry.
I vividly remember that night, although I had no way of knowing where it would take me. On New Year’s Eve (12/31/2020) at 11:53 PM, I completed the final reading of the seventh and, hopefully, final draft of my childhood memoir, The Girl with the Black and Blue Doll.
I closed my laptop with a feeling of decisiveness. Of completion. And happiness at being pleased with where the journey took me.
Happy New Year! I’m looking forward to seeing what 2021 brings for all of us.