And so 2015 is coming to an end, and what a crazy year it has been!
At one hand, the job that gave me as an untold benefit the arguable pleasures of Fibromyalgia Syndrome is not anymore; I had to quit in August, just a little after I fainted at work, and later received two huge bills from 911 and the hospital. So I begin 2016 out of employment and with letters threatening of collection, court, jail, hell, and the rest of my body to be fried in cooking oil (you probably have seen one of those letters).
At the other hand, having taken more time to openly talk with my wife, we have reached a point past the illusions of marriage, to reach a new stage of friendship and companionship that has become extremely rewarding for both of us. We have become very good friends and mutual support. 32 years of marriage this December is not a number to disregard, and so together we enter 2016 holding hands and with a childish smile, but carrying the maturity of two people who have lived so much together, that small negative details loose their importance over the big picture of friendship and companionship we have been able to reach. And so now, together we have been enjoying the pleasures of traveling by car for a while, discovering the beauty of the Colorado Mountains.
So the dust devil that is a year of living, has brought up and elevated some of the papers of dreams high in the sky, while leaving others stuck in a rock of life barriers, at the ground level where our feet suppose to be.
Living life is like that, isn’t it? You win in something and you loose in another…and you keep going.
New battles to be fought in this coming year, while the mind can rest for a moment in others that have been won, or that at least remain at peace for now.
I’ve mentioned before how stressful is December for me, and I am so glad it is almost over; to then finally start a new year in January, with all the projects, dreams, and baggage we carry from the previous year; to start many things over again, as a new try we were given the chance to have.
One more year; almost all over again; one more time; yet a feeling of a fresh start; hoping things will be better (in what we think will be better); but mostly living and discovering what life really is…such a wonderful journey! Isn’t it?
Raul
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