It is a bit cliche to look back on the past year and think that the coming year has got to be better. At fifty three, every year comes and goes much like the last. Looking back on the past ten years, a lot has occurred and the prosperity of the beginning of the decade has disappeared, supplanted with terrorist attacks and hurricanes and bookended with the death of my grandmothers and the death of my dad and my aunt.
It seems like most decades have their losses. I was very fortunate as a child and young man in the sense that my growing up years were prosperous and very positive. Even my early adult years were positive, if not quite up to the ambitions I held as a young man. Still, I can't complain. I love my wife and my daughter and my family is strong and supportive and we do care for each other. I have some friends, some old and some new.
I don't look at 2010 as some repository of good fortune. I realize that every year has its ups and downs. However, each day has its possibilities and I need to take on each day as a field of possibilities, rather than mountains to overcome. Acknowledge the people around me who love and support me. Return their love in kind. Keep my eyes open and see the good and the bad that is there.
January 1, 2010. Tomorrow morning. Coming at me like a train on a track.
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