standing still

There’s a difference between standing still and standing my ground. I’ve been doing the first for too long – cemented in place by fear that any step I took would only make things worse. But, this year I’ll be moving forward and letting go. Culling the dead weight of the past, of friendships that aren’t, and dreams that withered on the vine. And I’ll be creating new dreams. Learning new skills. Taking old gifts to new heights. And cherishing the many great friends that are.

Standing my ground might challenge me a little. I might have to set some boundaries that have been missing. I’ve got my fingers crossed that learning to set, and then respect, boundaries will open up something brand new for me. Here’s hoping.