I awoke to 2019 old enough to know better. To know better than to expect a shiny new feeling in a shiny new year. But I awoke content in the moment. I hope you did too.
I chose hearty oatmeal with my youngest rather than a morning aerobics class. Talk about “old enough to know better.” In my prime, I used to awaken on New Year’s Day more in need of an Alka-Seltzer than aerobics or oatmeal. My, how our choices change.
This morning, fittingly, I talked to my oldest son as he begins a new chapter in his life. Sounding excited as he drove through cornfields on a country highway, he is on his way to what I hope is a wonderful new adventure for him—college. He is approaching this adventure as he does all others, leaping in with both feet without looking both ways before crossing. In…
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