It's only been five months since I've had this body. But in the last year of my life, things have happened that I'd like to both forget and remember, things I wish I had been smarter about, things I wish I had done.

But since today is what it is, a day to literally sweep out the old and welcome the new, I'm doing my best to do that. Forget about Edward, and stop thinking about him and stop being angry at him. Stop trying to hate him. Forget about Oz's deal with Otto and try to stop worrying that he'll pop back up with a task he'll have to force Oz to do. Or worse, that Eugenie will pop back up.

Look forward to this new relationship with Warren, and the fun we'll have causing the people in his class to have coronaries. Look forward to watching over Angelika and Oz from the sidelines for once, and letting them finally be their own people. Look forward to Zoe Jane being born and becoming a mother again. Look forward to new friends and keeping the ones I already have.

I don't want to bother anyone with the usual Imbolc traditions, especially on such short notice. It's been years since I've held an actual feast to celebrate the holiday anyway. I've thought of an easy enough way to mostly stick to traditions, though. Hopefully, at least. And, since I already have my spring cleaning finished early, delivering the food is the only thing I have to do today.

We've made it to the mid-point
of the Winter dark and bleak.
From this day on the Sun
will climb and thaw the
ground and creeks.
Bless us now, oh Maiden fair,
and keep us in your loving care.
Showing signs of new life everywhere
as you awaken from your sleep.

Blessed Be.

(And anyone Sunset considers a friend or family should be getting a homemade loaf of braided spice bread today.)