with pink dollar store chalk, she scrawled “Dear 2014…” across the sidewalk in front of the defunct,empty best buy building and stood up.
the year had gone not so much as she had expected. she’d expected pain, a tough year, a year full of strife. i mean, that what you usually get when you publicize that you’re going to focus your life on joy, she thought to herself. but this year was different. yes she felt the spaces around her currently were thin, yet on average this year had been good. she’d seen joy throughout it.
she brushed her hands absentmindedly on her black skirt. 2014 you were beyond my expectations. you brought joy. you brought humongous changes. you gave me grace. she finished her letter in her head and left the chalk on the sidewalk thinking perhaps it can be a prompt for someone else.