New Year’s Day

When you’re as old as we are, wishing away time isn’t wise, but almost everyone in my inner circle has never been more relieved to welcome New Year’s Day.

I don’t have triskaidekaphobia and had no preconceived concerns about a year with 13 in the number, but last year started off badly and ended badly and in between seemed to be the year that would not end.

Of course good things happened, too – Baby Silas arrived and thrived, our grandchildren are healthy and precious, I lucked into one of the most fun jobs imaginable, we’ve had massive progress on our giant live-in remodel job, and John and I acquired new friends – but in general, it will go down as one of the worst years in memory.

John's last project of 2013, which he quickly built just as the year ended, is helping with the downstairs overflow of books.

John’s last project of 2013, which he quickly built just as the year ended, is helping with the downstairs overflow of books.

The fallout will last forever in some cases, and the beginning of 2014 will still be tough.

But it’s time to look forward. Just recently I’ve developed the urge to purge and want to clean closets, drawers, cabinets. I’m feeling more like myself and less like a pretender Pollyanna.

Things have got to be better in 2014. Life will never be easy and each step of life brings new challenges, but at least 2013 is over.

Mother prepares pre-Christmas brunch for what will probably be the last holiday at the house she and Bill built, since she's decided to downsize and move back into town.

Mother prepares pre-Christmas brunch for what will probably be the last holiday at the house she and Bill built, since she’s decided to downsize and move back into town.

And we just had our black-eyed peas for dinner. I think I may have blown them off last year.

Never again. We could all use a little luck.

Here's to 2014 ...

Here’s to 2014 …

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