2009 won't just be a big year for me. We'll have a new President, and the Democrats will be in charge. Will it be chaos, or choreography, to quote Heather Alexander?
The woodstove warms the downstairs and the cats lay, molten, in cushioned nooks. The house is soft and comforting. It's an illusion, but I do feel sheltered and safe here. Snow may sift endlessly from towering clouds, I may demand more of myself as a writer, face the possibility of O going out into the world to make it on his own as best he can, dream bigger than ever while downsizing as much as I can, get caught up in storms of political and economic change (hopefully they'll be awesome rather than awful) ... but I'm starting from a place of wellness and comfort. Thus rested, hopefully I can handle just about anything.
I hope everyone has a great winter, and that the lengthening days will lift your spirits to new heights. Happy Holidays!
To my beloved far away, blessed be. We're going to have crazy fun this year. Are you ready? I am.
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