This has been one hell of a year. We moved a few hundred miles south to Gainesville, FL. Awesome town. My body is changing in leaps and bounds so fast that I can't keep up with it. So is my mood - which is disconcerting to say the least. I'm learning life after the 8-6 grind. Life without that grind is AMAZING. Not a day goes by that one of us doesn't remind the others that we have an awesome fucking life.
We have found stability within ourselves and our little family structure. We've come through some seriously inane bullshit and are now past that and doing. . .really well. Depression and Anxiety are still major players in our lives, but they no longer have the leading roles sewn up between them. We've negotiated more of an ensemble performance than was previously possible.
We're just starting to branch out down here. B has a job - after 15 years. She's going to be teaching. N & I are going to keep the home fires burning (which is much better than the home fries burning!). Okay, he's going to burn, I'm going to spin or knit and look cute as hell while I do so! When you're good at something. . .
Life is good. This year has been up & down - as all years with a major move are - but we are in a good place. Next year will bring its own challenges and rewards, and I'm looking forward to that. However this year is one of the first in a very long time that I won't be so glad to see go that I shut the door on its coattails. This year I intend to thank graciously for its time as I hand it its hat before it strolls out the door. Someday, long from now, I expect that N & B will be sitting under my tree, cracking open a lambic and remembering this year as one of the better ones. Not the best; there is room for improvement after all. One of the better ones.
So in your days of "Auld Lang Syne", may 2015 be remembered as good, and here's a wish that everyone's 2016 is even better. Hug your people, tell them you love them, and stop letting fear and worry eat what time you have together.
We have found stability within ourselves and our little family structure. We've come through some seriously inane bullshit and are now past that and doing. . .really well. Depression and Anxiety are still major players in our lives, but they no longer have the leading roles sewn up between them. We've negotiated more of an ensemble performance than was previously possible.
We're just starting to branch out down here. B has a job - after 15 years. She's going to be teaching. N & I are going to keep the home fires burning (which is much better than the home fries burning!). Okay, he's going to burn, I'm going to spin or knit and look cute as hell while I do so! When you're good at something. . .
Life is good. This year has been up & down - as all years with a major move are - but we are in a good place. Next year will bring its own challenges and rewards, and I'm looking forward to that. However this year is one of the first in a very long time that I won't be so glad to see go that I shut the door on its coattails. This year I intend to thank graciously for its time as I hand it its hat before it strolls out the door. Someday, long from now, I expect that N & B will be sitting under my tree, cracking open a lambic and remembering this year as one of the better ones. Not the best; there is room for improvement after all. One of the better ones.
So in your days of "Auld Lang Syne", may 2015 be remembered as good, and here's a wish that everyone's 2016 is even better. Hug your people, tell them you love them, and stop letting fear and worry eat what time you have together.
