We've been together only four days, but already I feel as though we are off to a much better start than I was with 2011. I'm glad he's gone. And I'm glad your here.
Many people say that a new year brings a new start. That the slate is wiped clean (a slate? who uses those anymore?) But I digress. I don't think that's entirely true. Because I know that you and 2011 were close. That he probably shared some things with you. So you have some knowledge of my life. And that's okay.
But I really would like a chance to, maybe not write the slate completely clean, but write over some of it. Because it wasn't all bad.
My hopes for the two of us are that I can learn. Learn to be honest. Open. Trusting. And maybe a little daring. That I can remember. Remember those I've lost with love. Remember where I've been with fondness. Remember my hopes and dreams. That I can try. Try to be a little more carefree. A little more spontaneous. A little more me. And a little less what I think people want me to be.
So here's to you 2012! May we be better friends than enemies. May we have more hugs than punches. And may the road to December 31st not be too bumpy.