Twenty Ten

I like the sound of that. Twenty ten. 2010. New Year. New opportunities. Fresh starts. What will unfold in the new year? I'm not one for resolutions. I'm one for hope, for health, for happiness.

My New Year's Eve was a quiet one at home with my guy. It's hard to believe we've been together for 8 weeks. Did I mention that I hadn't been on a date in all the years I was separated and divorced? A lot of years. I really had no interest in it. For one, I didn't see how I could find the time between working, being a single mom, taking care of a home, spending time with my mom, etc. I wasn't in a place where I met men. I'm very independent and set in my ways. I'm happy alone. I was fine. Really. I never felt like I was missing anything. It was kind of like, what you don't know, you don't miss. My marriage didn't make me happy. Being alone made me happy. It was all my way, all the time. Because of my occupation, I'm surrounded by 'friends'- my co-workers and my clients, who really are friends. About a week before I met Rob I was sitting on the dock of the Severn River on a beautiful day, gazing at a Great Blue Heron, happy. I thought the thought, 'I'm so happy that I can be happy alone.' Then I thought, 'It might be even better to be happy with someone else'. After all these years, I met someone else to be happy with. We spend all our time together, together. We talk. We're friends. It's pretty awesome. I'm not sure where it will go. We're still getting to know each other. I'm not thinking ahead. Really. I don't know what the future holds and I'm not going to worry about it. I'm going to enjoy each day, one day at a time, and consider each day a gift. And that's my musing for the day.

I wish all my friends a Twenty Ten that's even better than Two Thousand and Nine.