I know, I know it's not like it was; that don't mean I'm just hangin' it up.
Hello. I hope, if you’re reading this, these words are finding you well. As I sit in my kitchen writing this, it is January 2, 2019. January 2nd, 2019 marks the end of the holiday season. Today is the day that everyone goes back to work, back to school, back to normal. Everything deflates rather quickly starting today, especially after all of the merriment and celebration in December. We spend the last days of December with a champagne flute in hand, celebrating all of what has happened in the last twelve months and swearing to do better in the next twelve. We spend the light of the first day of the year recovering from all of our celebration, and vowing that our promises were legitimate, and that we will follow through on them. And then it’s over, and it’s overcast, and alarms go off before the sun rises, and it is time to get back to life. I brought in 2019 in a beautiful way. I was surrounded by friends in a room pounding with music and laughter.