…And this year I…
Started a blog.
Got divorced (nothing to do with the blog).
Spent far too little time with my son (but enjoyed every moment of that time).
Tried to give up smoking (and failed).
Was happier than I’ve been in ten years.
Was sadder than I’ve been in my whole life.
Didn’t write my second novel.
Discovered how valuable friends are.
Caused more pain & heartbreak than can be forgiven.
Had a lifetime of selfishness catch up with me and break my heart.
Took a good hard look at myself and decided I didn’t like what I saw.
Started to change what I didn’t like.
Started to hate my job.
Started to enjoy my job.
Moved back with my parents.
Realized I didn’t have a lot to show for thirty-seven years.
Began to realize that maybe it doesn’t matter.
All in all, it’s been one of those milestone years in my life. Perhaps the most important one of all. I hope it’ll change me for the better. I’ll let you know next Christmas.