Ahh, the turning of the year. Tis the season for dissecting the year past, and planning the year ahead. Cynicism, guilt, hope, and optimism make an unlikely mix at this time of year. Everyone is looking back, or looking ahead, or both. Kit Campbell can't believe 2013 is gone. Erin Zarro has some big dreams for 2014. Siri Paulson is on vacation.
Me? Well, I'm living up to Kit's proclamation that creative types get a little wild in the resolution department. I'm resonating with Erin's rejection of fear in the new year. Mentally I'm vacationing with Siri.
Being that we're almost to Christmas, I thought I'd talk about Christmas traditions. We all have our own, some handed down through families, and others are from our spouses, or our spouses' families. Or even some of them are brand new, but will be observed by many for years to come.
When I was a kid, my family had traditions. As I look back on my childhood, I've realized how much I miss them.
I swear it was 2005 yesterday.
When I finally sat down and took a deep breath after the release of Shards, I realized that it was December. I mean, I knew it was December, but I hadn't really thought about what that meant. How January is right around the corner, how we're almost ready to close the books on yet another year.
And how I hadn't done many of the things I thought I was going to this year.