So said Kit as we drove home from dinner on Friday night. There was a (very inappropriate) song on the radio that Lindsay used to play when she was in high school and we were all dancing and singing along. It was Lindsay's last night of a two week visit, and while the whole visit was wonderful, those few minutes in the car with the singing and laughing and dancing made for a perfect family moment. I realize, in those moments, how much we miss her. And I miss her something fierce today. I want to hold her close and tight but I know that now is my time to let go and watch her find her way. I'll just cross my fingers that she'll find her way back this way someday.
It's that time when we all, whether we admit it or not, take stock. We look back. We think about the year to come. And my goal is to be able to look back each year and say "that was amazing." It doesn't have to be perfect. It could have been hard and full of challenges. But amazing comes from within - from our ability to deal with adversity, rejoice in the moment, and be our best selves. When I look at it that way, 2012 was pretty amazing in a quiet and unassuming year. It was uneventful, which is just what we needed, with a big push of excitement at the end with a move to our little home right in the city, a big 90th birthday party for my grandma, and Christmas festivities.
Right now there are tiny snowflakes drifting down from the sky. Not enough to stick to the ground, but enough to quiet things.
I'm still ruminating on 2013 and what it will bring. For now, I'm going to make tea, watch the snow fall, and sooth some hurt feelings between sisters. We're going to start 2013 being our best selves.
Happy new year, friends. I hope it treats you well.