If you want to make God laugh...

...tell Him your plans.
That goes for many things. If it's the quest find love in 2011, or maybe to not allow yourself the chance to be happy in a small town. Some things are not meant to be planned.
2011 was a disaster in every way possible. I admit, I gave up on the year right when it started, but it didn't surprise me when I looked back in early December and realized that it really was the worst year of my life so far. I lost my father, my job was crap, I was having difficulties adjusting in the new work environment, my fathers last wish (for me to finally have a boyfriend) hadn't been heared, my birthday sucked and christmas didn't look promising either.
And while I miss my dad every day, with the fireworks that welcomed 2012, a massive load fell from my chest, and as I marvelled at the colors in the sky, I was finally able to breathe freely. Happy. Even joyous - a feeling I thought would never find its way to me again. So my year started a lot better than the last and I am very happy about that.
I didn't find love in 2011. In those last days of the old year, I found passion and compassion, honesty and surprise. Very nice for a change.
Also, I can start this year by saying that I am over someone, who has meant too much to me for too long. I have moved on and it's an amazing feeling to be free.
I want to stop telling God my plans. Not so He can't cross them anymore, but because I want to stop thinking so much about what the future might bring. It'll never be as I expect it to be!
Right now, it's even better.
Cheers. No one has died yet.