I’m not going to whine about and harp on all the celebrity deaths this year. While some were timely (Gene Wilder) and some were tragically early (Prince and a bunch of others); and my girls and I will miss Alan Rickman’s smooth, deep voice <3, the truth is, I didn’t know any of them personally, so their deaths aren’t as painful to me.
Between January and July, we attended six funeral or memorial services, including our private graveside service as we buried Miss Kitty, a sweetheart of a torti and the first cat my husband and I adopted after we married. Not including Kitty, the mean age of those who died was 60 – way too young. My grandmother died Memorial Day weekend; she was 90. I thought maybe we were done with death for the year, but no. A lovely saint at church died on Christmas Day at the age of 93, and the 34-year-old son of a dear friend of mine died in a snowboarding accident two days before Christmas.
Last New Year’s Eve, my car was in the shop and my knee was in a brace. I despaired of ever even being able to walk without a limp, let alone kneel for any reason. This year, while I’m painfully aware of how vulnerable my knee is to injury, it’s pretty much back to normal and I’m looking forward to hitting the soccer field again.
My husband got laid off in July. Thankfully, we had months of notice, during which time he created a plan to start his own business. It was tense; the lay-off date kept changing, so we never knew month-to-month or even week-to-week when he’d be getting his last paycheck. We wanted the wait to be over already, but then again, we knew him starting a business as I was deep in my rebrand would be awful. In June, I rebranded my business. I don’t know what happened or why, but my web developer/friend dropped out of existence, leaving my new website undone and me absolutely at a loss as to the coding. I haven’t heard from him since. We weren’t in conflict at all, and we’d always worked together well. I miss him.
In September, after months of tension, it came time to bid a tearful adieu to a significant relationship. I was devastated, and I’m still not completely over it. This came on the heels of the worst betrayal of my life – worse even than that time when my supposed best friend in high school slept with my crush. Three deaths over the summer and a bitter, heartbreaking betrayal… I guess some people just can’t handle being present for the hard parts of life – or they don’t like having to take a back seat to in-my-face crises.
I’m not making resolutions; I’m honestly not at a point where I can think that far ahead. I started a diet/exercise program in early October that’s showing some good results, and I’m going to keep working that. I have a plan for growing my business with execution happening now.
All I wanted was to get to the end of the year with my loving husband and our precious daughters well, happy, and healthy. I’m pushing a cold out of my body, but it’ll be OK, because that’s such a minor thing in the grand scheme of things. And those I cherish the most are here with me – safe, healthy, and happy. We’re anticipating 2017 to be a much better year with great new promise.
Happy New Year to us all!