I am emotional about the old year ending. I know, this year I went caroling a couple of weeks ago, and it is a wonderful memory, bursting into bars with my friends singing "Fast away the old year passes, hail the new, ye lads and lasses!" and happily accepting free drinks. But still.
This was just one crazy magical year.
Bad things happened and good things happened but at the end I feel I landed on my feet. And what more can you ask for?
I am having a wonderful time drawing and painting and I feel very blessed.
My head is clearing after decades of round-the-clock, 24/7 busyness and I feel I should be able to get a certain music writing project wrapped up, not that anyone remembers that besides me but the point is, I do.
This was the year Howard began his donut business and that has been fun. At St. Anthony's at Christmas we had the first Latin Midnight Mass that Buffalo has seen in many years. And I do not need to remind anyone that it was an epic year for thrift shopping. Just check out the picture at the top of the post. That was a score from just yesterday.
Long story short, what I am getting at is, this was a tremendous year in many ways. And it is setting up to be so next year is even better.
Still, you cling to what you know and I feel nostalgic that this year is ending.
2018 ... Sure there are always less-than-great things that happen in any year. People die. Things happen.
But all in all, it was a very good year.