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All these posts about the year, some reflective, some much lighter.

I did new things this year. I made new friends. I've started to rekindle things with some old friends. I made decisions about the direction I want my life to go in. There were relationships that waxed and waned, and others which grew and evolved into something different than anything I expected. I kept secrets. I made choices. I grew and changed, and took notice of things around me that I hadn't before. I asked for help. I took on my sense of self in a way I hadn't before. I didn't always like everything about me, or everything I did, or how things were going, but I coped and adapted and changed. I learned lessons-some easy, some hard, some pleasant and some painful. I experimented. I hurt, sometimes physically, sometimes emotionally. I let people take care of me when I needed it. I tried. I am.

I have wonderful family of choice. I have wonderful friends. I have caring partners. My life is often filled with love and joy, and when it's not, I have friends, lovers and family who care for me and support me.

For those of you who have brought new light into my life, thank you. For those of you who continue to burn brightly along side of me, thank you. For those of you who helped me to grow and learn, to change and become, thank you.

May your 2004 be bountiful. May you year be filled with nachas not tsuris [1]. May your path be interesting, and not filled with too many obstacles, but enough to grow and learn from. May the lessons be not too difficult. May you grow, and be filled with light and harmony.




[1] sorta translates to joy not trouble.

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I'm a bad kitty-Mom because I bought a bag of catfood a week ago, but had my hands full when I came home, so I left it in the car. Then I got sick and so the bag of catfood stayed in the car. I'd run out of the kibble that the cats normally eat last night, so this morning, I opened a can of wet food for them. Oblivion devoured her dish. Beta didn't-he ate some, but left about half of it.

I brought the bag in when I got home today, and Beta is currently assaulting it, trying to rip it open to get to what's inside. It's mean to not go and open it and feed him, but it's kind of funny to watch him try.

I may complain about the cost of catfood, because I buy high quality, preservative free, organic type stuff-mostly because Oblivion pukes up everything else. But it does make a difference...both cats are in good health, and have wonderful, shiny, soft coats.

I do love my cats. Even if they get underfoot, and need attention and shed on everything and hate being locked out of the bathroom. It's nice to have warmfurry to come home to. Especially when it's inclined to greet you at the door like Beta does.