I’ll be the first to admit, it wasn’t a happy New Year. No big New Year’s plans and no compelling need to see 12:01. Whereas I don’t think I could keep my eyes open last year with our three month old, this time I had no interest in it. I think we went to bed around 10PM and the next morning, I tried to pretend it was just another chilly day. With each “Happy New Year” I had to nod and agree to in passing, I looked to the calendar, wondering when that would finally fade from being the preferred greeting. Because to me, it’s not. The idea of a New Year with no new memories with my mom was – and still is – unbearable. But here we are just the same.
Usually I’m excited about planning the New Year and thinking through my resolutions but, no surprise, I didn’t do that for 2018. Now we’re one month in, and the only goals I have really set are for my day job. I just finally sent out the last of our holiday cards today, haven’t worked out since New Year’s Day (my one nod to January 1st, a five year tradition I’ve had) and I’ve been embracing eating pretty much whatever I’ve wanted to consume. [Read more…]