2006 ended not with a bang, but with a whimper.
For me, it ended with cleaning the bedroom while Maya listened to her Little Einsteins CD, Jordan fell asleep early and Scott recovered from having the flu. I'm not sure if it's possible to be any less eventful.
But that's okay, because 2007 is going to be a kick-ass year. I just know it. I feel an excitement I haven't felt in a long time: an anticipation, really. I feel all kinds of creative energy building, and nothing thrills me like creating something. I am excited about spending time with all the fabulous people I know and really, really adore. I am excited to experience deeper and deeper levels of healing and--corny though it sounds--love. I feel a passion for life coming on that has been lying dormant for quite a while. It came in as the diapers went out, I'm pretty sure.
Yes, it should be a fine year. This year, I'm going to pay attention to my garden (poor thing! dusty and de-fertilized!). I'm going to make lots of nifty artistic things. I'm going to write my essays and maybe put together another issue of A Handmade Life (and maybe not...maybe things will wander another way). I'm going to camp again as soon as possible in the pop-up (God I love the pop-up, and so do the kids). I'm going to try new and adventurous things and I guess at the end of the year I can sum up what those were. All I know is, it's going to be fun.
And by golly, I'll be blogging all of it. Stay tuned!