The turning of the year is always a time to think about what we want for the next 12 months. There’s usually a flurry of goal-setting and we struggle through a booze- and fat-free January to off-set the Christmas onslaught. We start off full of resolution but all too often end up disappointed.
We make all these plans, of course, because we want something in our lives to change.
But our lives will change all by themselves.
I began 2012 brimming over with plans. Almost none of them happened. Instead, I spent most of the year dealing with crisis after crisis in my family: emotional, physical, financial. Even my cats got sick. It was tough and relentless and not much fun.
One day, in high summer, I was walking through Lincoln’s Inn Fields with a fancy take-out coffee, trying not to cry. I felt like I was losing so much. Too much. Things were changing too fast, and for the worse.
Then it hit me. Read the rest of this entry »