What can I say about this year? I would like to say that it started off strong. Here was the ways that we were succeeding. Here were all the things that I was doing to help Chris feel better? What about the outdoors? What about the creativity (or maybe the writing was for me)? What about connecting with friends? I did all the things and somehow things started happening at the end of the year that disrupted all of it. Even though all of it could have happened at any point.
There’s the cliche that when it rains, it pours. So it had to pour so heavily all at once. But then I read all the stories of other people where people go double/triple/quad whammy all at once. Maybe a parent death, maybe a child death, maybe cancer, maybe a job loss, maybe a murder. Maybe all of that above. But it’s all life right.
As they say, you can only make a choice to react to the cards that you’re dealt. What are you going to do about it now? The choices are limitless.
At the same time, I have found the most solace in not thinking about it, like a certain kind of avoidance even though I am marching toward the inevitable. So it goes.
And I guess these things all were going to happen as I get older. Will I need to stop these reflection posts? I can’t. I can’t stop. I am just afraid of information disappearing. They should exist and persist forever.
There were the years 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023.