This week is traditionally the week I pause to review how I did with my goals, reassess my five-year plan, and look forward into the new year. This is the time to be like two-faced Janus, the Roman god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, and endings.
In the review mirror:
Last year, I attended at least one book signing a month, expanded my twitter followers to more than 2500 (goal was 3,000, so falling a little short, and got A Ship of Pearl nominated by a librarian for “2017 Soon to be Famous Illinois Authors.” And I started my next Read-to-Me-Book and a follow-up novel with a working title, May His Tribe Increase.
I never in my life thought I’d get as comfortable as I have with speaking to total strangers, and doing Facebook Live videos (still feel like a fool, but oh well.)
I took on a new job that was supposed to last a month and stretched to nine months. And I kept my photo-journalist job going. That was fun! (Whoa, that sounds exhausting just writing that down.)
CoCo successfully passed her one year, living-on-her-own anniversary. I am incredible proud of her and her independence.
Two grandchildren graduated from high school. That’s certainly not my accomplishment, but I delight in theirs.
Loved-One confidence in his business is growing.
We failed to meet any travel goals. Drat it all!
I almost made it to see Mom once a month, all but three months accomplished.
Everyone is healthy, happy, and wise. For the most part, anyways. Certainly no major catastrophes of the body, mind, or soul. That alone is worth celebrating and giving thanks.
Got health insurance for both myself and Loved-One.
In the New Year:
Travel Route 66 with Loved-One. (Plan some book signings along the way?)
Get my second and third book written, edited, and ready for publishing.
Celebrate Mom’s 90th birthday.
Take an on-line photography class.
Bicycle the KalHaven Trail. Hopefully, with enthusiastic family members along.
Be open to whatever the moment offers.