I mean, I hope it will be happy.
2016 was a mixed bag. On the one hand, I had a poem in the anthology One Minute Till Bedtime, edited by Kenn Nesbitt, and had a couple of poems published online by Chantarelle's Notebook. On the other, I really didn't sell anything new in 2016.
Personally, it was also a mixed bag. My older daughter graduated from college; the younger is in her senior year and has been accepted into the Peace Corps (where she will start after graduation). My sweetheart and I celebrated five years together in the summer, then got married last month. We enjoyed trips to France, Cape May, and the Hudson River Valley together, along with a trip to Charleston for S's graduation.
Health-wise, it's been a quasi-nightmare. My RA meds stopped working, and I spent a few months on prednisone. Started and stopped meds in an effort to find one that works - now I'm doing monthly IV infusions, but have had a nasty cold following the last two (which could be a coincidence, or could be a trend - and if it's a trend, I'll need another new med).
All that is the personal view, of course. I remain heartsick about the outcome of the presidential election last year, and concerned about what is to come. I keep trying to find time for art and writing and more, and will keep on keeping on. I am juggling it with time spent calling and writing to my state and federal representatives, which looks to become a nearly daily task.
I wish you light and love and happiness in the coming year, and hope you don't have to look (or fight) too hard to find it.
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