I always find it difficult to write a year-end post because I never know how and where to begin. But I’m giving it a shot this time and even made a linoprint for the occassion. There’s just too much to be thankful for and celebrate.
Our party of five had a pretty good year with just the right amount of bad to make it exciting. We took a lot of “field trips,” learned a little more about how the world works, learned to sing new songs, took a lot of pictures, met a lot of good people and admirable artists, travelled and made art together. We’ve also had to go through losing possessions (including a tooth), have had to deal with troubles at work, at home and in relationships. I believe 2017 has made our family bond stronger and for this I’m most thankful.
I’m thankful to Summer, Emma and Jo for making my life miles more interesting than it ever has been. You can never tell what a day with them will bring. Even though there are days I really feel like I cannot take them anymore, we get moments of pure sweetness and bliss together that wash all of the weariness away and recharge me to get through another meal, another pile of dirty dishes, another day. They are constantly redefining what motherhood is and I am ruined and built up at the same time.
I’m thankful to Kayo, my Carlos, for keeping our family strong and afloat, for keeping hope in our hearts alive, for pulling me up to dance when all I want is to lie down flat on the ground. I’m so proud of him and grateful to be his forever.
I’m thankful for the rest of my family, for my friends from long ago and recent years, for those who have come and gone — all the people who make our lives rich and full.
I choose to believe that 2018 will be great, even greater than this year. I choose to be excited and hopeful about it. I choose to face this year with purpose and intention but also free to be carried away by the surprises it will bring.
2018, let’s go.