It's 11:47pm on the eve of December 31st. Our guests just left, stuffed with lamb with pomagranete and my grandmother's incredible cake (that she made for my bday and we've been sharing with friends for days now). My husband is cleaning up, my daughter is asleep, and I am here, wrapping up a bit of work, getting ready to go clink champagne glasses with my husband and welcome in the new year.
For us, this has been one of the toughest years yet - as it has been for so many others. But strangely, I am buyoed by the challenges rather than feeling beaten by them, and I have a lot of hope for 2009. (Too much you might say:)
I hope that the economy will stabilize and that various conflicts around the world find their way to some kind of conclusion.
I hope that we, as a family, continue to work hard to find time to spend together and to see friends more often -- something we've learned makes us so much happier.
I hope that for my and my husband's careers 2009 will be a year of stability, personally, professionally, and financially.
I hope that my family will be healthy and more importantly, will remember that health -- like work, or family -- needs our time and investment of energy.
I hope that my daughter loves kindergarten and that somehow time doesn't fly quite so fast.
I hope that we have more days filled with smiles than with sad faces or frustration.
I hope to cook more, spend less, drink even more water, and go for more walks -- hopefully some with my husband.
I hope that we will have the time, money and energy to take a trip as a family, somewhere new and unexpected and unexplored by us before.
I hope to find more time to write, to make things with my daughter, to decorate our house with things we make rather than buy.
I hope that 2009 is a year during which we spend less time glued to horrible news on TV or Internet news sites and that it is a year that we remember as being filled with great memories.
Happy New Year everyone!