May this be the year

 Each year i write a summary in our holiday card of everything we have done.  And I realize why I am always so tired.  

So may this be the year that we take the time to listen to the sound of melting icicles and not worry that they are the sound of a leaky roof.  

That we can sit in the dark and hurt, but do it together so we are not alone in our pain.

That we can learn to say, "horrible" when someone asks us how we are and have that person give a sad smile and nod.

That we can learn to say no, and yes, and feel no guilt of the consequence.

That we can put down our phones and step away from the screen and look up at the hollow blue of the winter sky, the cotton candy summer sunsets and the slowly falling colored fall leaves.

So this year the summary can look something like this:

This year we did things that brought us joy.  We spent time with people we love. We chased our dreams and let go of past hurts.  We grew as people and as a family and mark this year not by the activities completed or the bones broken but of smiles shared, and the quiet moments in between the big ones.