Dear 2014

Dear 2014,
I hate to be rude.  I'm sorry it's taken me a while to write.  2013 had a letter written him, as did 2012.  I was rather excited to meet 2012, but was hesitant about 2013.

You, 2014.  I have a better feeling about you.

I know we have been getting acquainted for almost two weeks now.  Let me be honest, you've hit me hard with cold weather.  Before you I'd never heard of a polar vortex, felt a windchill at -50 degrees.  I've never had school canceled due to cold by the Governor of my state.  I'm hoping this string of weather isn't a sign of what's to come.  Have you gotten it out of your system?  Flushed it out of the lines?

Let me tell you something about myself 2014.  I'm a little nervous.  I'm nervous about what you've heard from your chums.  Especially that 2013.  We had a few rough patches.  We got stuck in a few ruts.  We did have some good times too.

So I'm hopeful.  Like a little child picking up a dandelion and blowing on it, sending off dozens of little wishes into the air.

I'm hoping for a year of ups.  A year of laughs.  A year of discovery.  A year of more ups than downs on our way to December 31st.