As we’re about to welcome 2016, I say good riddance 2015. Overall it has been a year I’d like to forget.
The year started out just like I planned. I was writing almost every day, and enjoying living vicariously through my characters. 2015 is ending on a good note, too, with a short story of mine in print for the first time. It’s the middle seven months that are forgetful.
Not long after it started, I was in a long distance relationship with the girl of my dreams. And, wearing my heart on my sleeve, I quickly fell in love. It was an unexpected surprise. I’ve heard people say the world becomes brighter and more clear when you’re in love. It’s true, and wonderful. I was happy.
I flew to see her with the idea it was only a matter of time before I moved back home, to Pittsburgh, and in with her. Little did I know she was only with me to make her ex-husband jealous. It worked, my dream love-life turned into a nightmare.
I had a hard time getting over it, and her. It affected me physically as well as mentally. Which, for me, isn’t good since I’m already physically impaired. Just when I thought my heart was healed, she’d creep in my thoughts and invaded my dreams.
October came and I decided to do a project for NaNoWriMo, National Novel Writing Month, in November. For the first time in months I was excited and looking forward to the challenge of writing 50,000 words in thirty days.
November wasn’t ten days old when I became feverish and my knee and leg were swollen. I just felt yucky all over, and did nothing but lay in bed and try to sleep. It took me a month and a half, a few antibiotics, and the side effects that came with them, to get over the infection I had.
Now, staring at 2016, I’m looking forward to accomplishing more–a lot more–than I did the past twelve months.
Happy New Year!!