Happy New Year
As the year comes to a close, I find myself taking internal inventory. Of my losses and my gains, my growth, my healing, my sobriety. As of Christmas day I am 9 months sober. Quite an accomplishment, in my opinion. I am so very proud and still a little shocked. I know that I have committed myself to many lifelong endeavors. With the new year doesn't come resolutions for me. It brings reflection and a loose plan for the future. I'm somber during the holidays, usually, but this year I didn't brace for impact. I didn't fill my schedule with visiting and baking and peopling. I've rested as much as possible. I've cried nearly every day. I miss my dear husband, especially during this time of year. I miss my family and friends who live further away. I don't like travelling in the winter, because the weather can be especially unpredictable. I travelled a lot during the holidays to visit my family as a youngster, mostly via an airplane. I also am not a fan of flying....