And So It Goes

Well, not so much anymore as the temperature here in Central Florida has sky-rocketed up to 70 over the past few days. I'm working in Orlando this week, killing time in between holidays and making entirely too frequent trips to the many malls this town has to offer. Four, at least. I don't know why this impresses me so much, Tampa has just as many, as does Jacksonville. I guess the lonely nature of business trips seems to heighten every emotion. Empty hotel rooms, tables for one, solitary wanderings around a town I've grown to dislike immensely. I miss my house, my bed, and the people I've come to rely on and care for deeply. I've taken to Jacksonville unbelievably well and I've become accustomed to the complete contentment my life provides.
Christmas was good but brief. Three short days then it was back to the grind as though nothing really extra ordinary had taken place. Now we're just days away from another new year and I don't know really how to feel. This was a great year. God was good to me and has provided for me in ways I could never deserve. A new year, a clean slate makes me nervous. Hundreds of new days to fill with greatness but, in reality, I'm much more likely to use that time to screw up. I can't see what's coming and I don't know what to expect and I'm terrified of being totaly blindsided by the curveballs coming in my direction. On the other hand, I could spend the next year being pleasantly surprised by the completely unpredictable nature of things. But isn't that what life is really about? Taking the good with the bad, catching everything that life has to throw at us and doing it all with what little grace and dignity we are provided. The problem, I'm about as graceful as an elephant doing ballet. So, we'll see I guess.
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