Tomorrow, 02/22, is the one-year anniversary of the end of my old life and the beginning of my new life. I can say that I saw it coming, but was still a surprise nonetheless.
A couple of hours after my new life began a year ago, I had to return a Redbox movie, and the box I’d always used refused to accept my return. Being a relatively new user, I didn’t know what to do so I called the 800 number and they directed me to another Redbox where I could return the movie. It wasn’t the closest, I’d never been to this one, and I struggled to locate it. However, when I approached the Redbox, still shaken by the news, I saw this on the sidewalk. I knew I had been led there and that this was a message to me. It calmed me and I knew things would be just fine.
I think of how far I have come in the first year of my new life, and I’m oh so excited to see how the rest of my life unfolds. I am surrounded by friends, positive thoughts, sticky-notes with handwritten affirmations all over my house, the beauty of nature, and a picture out of my camera here and there that makes me smile.
Of course, when I wake up to mornings like today, with rare, fresh-fallen snow in the desert, how can I not be positive about what the future has in store for me?