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I think it’s been a day right? Now that I think about it…it’s suddenly December 31st. It’s been a year. A year full of lessons, of happiness and of love.  I can still remember the long walks with dad, the evenings with mom, the talks with my brothers, the drama in school, the friendships made, the ones left behind, and the experiences that life has brought. I can remember the joy and excitement in camp. The short crushes and the long ones. The long nights staying awake writing and reading. Wishing that was me in that book. I can remember all the pep rallies. 

I can remember the competitions and teams. I remember the adventures. I remember Mickey Mouse waving hello. I can ever my nieces and sister having a good time. I close my eyes and see the people I have helped. I remember the Florida and Dallas Airports…I don’t think the California one is worth mentioning (maybe it is I’m joking). I remember the simple walks by the beach. I remember the time where we went and volunteered at the middle school. The time I went to church for the first time on Wednesday. I remember the first time k wanted to serve. I remember the first time I rode a horse this year. My first swimming competition. The day I quit swimming. The day I left school. The many poems I have written by now. How many? 

I remember the random trips to little places. I else we the simple moments of going somewhere like a restaurant and meeting up with someone and talking to them. I remember the little parties we had. The first time I stepped out of my comfort zone. The little dances we made. The time I stopped working with that publishing company. where I took big decisions. I remember taking two steps forward and four steps back. The time we shred and all of that is left in side my head. I remember the simple friend hangouts. I remember the movie theatres too and the movies we watched. I can see the skies, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the clouds that where here with me. 

Interestingly enough I learned a word or two. I learned how it felt to be somewhat of a military. I learned how to rely on someone else and that it’s ok. I learned that it’s ok to show emotions. I learned that we are privileged in this life. I thank God for this year.  I thank you for the one or two concerts. I thank my parents because they are the ones who have been with us. Even if it seems I didn’t do a lot I am happy I get another year of life with my family and friends. Sometimes we don’t stop to think that simply by the gift of being alive is sufficient. I myself am guilty for so. But that gift is good enough for me, I understand so. 

As this new year comes around I am becoming the person who I want to be. Therefore I leave this message, even if you maybe be where you want to be or maybe you aren’t there yet there that do not let others dictate what you wish to be, what you wish to become, or what you want to become. Life is beautiful and it’s worth a try to live it. 

Happy New Year!

Sahra M. Shirley