Inspiration comes through many avenues. A song, a childs cry, the loss of a loved one, or the scent of a rose.

One of my inspirations is my husband. He has supported me 100% through my journey. As I transitioned from perm to natural he was my number 1 fan, my cheering section, the base to my boom.

As I enter into this New Year and I reflect on my hopes for the future, I see they are the same as my past. I hope for continued peace, joy in viewing a sunrise, and laughter at the sound of a childs joy.

Certainly there will be struggles, that is a part of life. However the structure of my charecter will help determine how I handle various situations.

I hope that this year brings clarity to my future vision, I seek to have a business of my own, but I must discover where my passion lies. There are so many things I want to do, but I feel there isn't enough time to accomplish it all. At 48 I have begun to want a schedule that runs by time clock. It want to find that thing that I am passionite about, that thing that causes me to lose track of time as I work. The thing that when I wake I am excited to get busy and get involved.

Perhaps I am looking for something that will leave a legacy of my life. A tangible history that I was here.