Last year, as 2017 began, I wrote a post called The Year of Living Passionately.
I must say, I got what I asked for. It was passionately intense. It wasn’t passion pretty, it was passion difficult. It involved my daughter writing, finishing and presenting her thesis. A “surprise” hip replacement surgery and the months long rehabilitation afterwards. My son started a new job in Cancun (code for: I helped him outfit his flat) and my daughter left for France to see if she wanted to settle there. (She does). A bucket list trip (meaning: big and expensive) to Alaska that ended with me in an emergency room in Ketchikan, Alaska on the last day.
This was followed by a challenging month of October as I pursued doctors to discover what was happening to my body, and included an emotional trip to see a failing, beloved uncle, and ending up in another emergency room, this time in Chicago, Illinois. And I am not a sickly person! Then back to Tropica, downsizing, cleaning, decluttering in preparation for a house sale that fell through (it was a good dress rehearsal for the real thing), and in a few days, a Christmas like no other. (Which I’ll tell you about next week.)
But wait, the year’s not over yet! This past weekend I had to put my dog down. Big punch in the soul. Life moves on, inch by inch, changing on a dime. Nothing ever stays the same.
For the first time in my life, this year was largely about health issues. What will it be next year? This is what I’ll think about this week as we slide into Christmas.
Tell me about your year. Any theme running through it? Of course there was! And we want to hear about it, so share below!
In the meantime, stay “calm and bright.”