Blessings for the new year...

 

What a difference a day makes...la la la.  Somehow stepping across the threshold into a new year feels all filled with hope.  It is just another day, really, just like a crisp new dollar bill spends like an old worn one, but still, it feels better somehow,  in your hand.  I make a handful of resolutions every year.   Some I manage to keep for a while then slip back into the me I would like to not be...  But, faithfully, every year I have renewed hope that I will somehow become the lovely person I invision I could be...Perhaps this will be the year that my glass slippers will appear by the hearth.