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.
January
I met my love as…at Cal
February
Together we fight
March
Creativity can be free and freeing
April
Rise as the sun sets
May
Scones, tea, and ice cream
June
Creamy, spicy, all the same
July
Don’t stop connecting
August
Before everything, after everything, let me tell you the stories
September
It’s not over yet
October
“Be a good boy,” she always said
November
Remembrance. We won’t forget.
December
Small moments of joy