December 31st, 2018 – 365 days have passed, 525, 600 minutes as the song I love goes. How do you measure a year in life. I summed up my year a few weeks ago with my Dear 2018 Post. If you didn’t read it and would like to,  you can read it here.

A few people have said this to me over the past five months and I think it holds true. “So far you have survived 100% of your worst days. You are doing great.”

The break from work was well needed, but also a struggle. A lot of memories from this time last year crept their way into my days. I spent a few days cooking and having people over and then I spent a few days of solitude. I even turned the radio and tv off and spent time in the silence of my apartment.

I wanted to take the last bit of this day to express deep gratitude. For the friends that brought food when I wasn’t eating. For the friends that called, emailed, texted, messaged. For the hours and hours on my couch just listening and shaking our heads and saying, how can this be.  For the family knew that sometimes there just isn’t anything you can say or do to make the pain stop. To the many other people in my life that lost people they loved this year. What a challenge for all of us.

Tomorrow is the start of a new 365 page book. What stories will fill the pages, no one knows. I hope it is filled with great new adventures, travel, friendship love and most of all great food.

Wishing all of you a happy new year. Tomorrow isn’t promised to anyone so let’s make each day count.

Live your best life,

Lisa