Last night, in a marathon adventure of the worst insomnia of my life, I thought of you. If I didn’t receive a delightful Christmas card from you (please, feel no pressure, the joy of sending cards was snuffed out when Mr Dreamboat went to jail and has not yet been resurrected) regaling me with tails of your family wins, and adorable pictures, I wondered how 2013 shook out for you.
As I lay on the couch with not a speck of dust from the sandman in my eyes, I hoped your year was one of peace and that the lessons of the past months were of the gentle sort. My wish is that the ringing in of the New Year brings as many fond memories of the year past as it does aspirations for that to come.
With that, I give you the second annual Michelle At Play list of Highs & Lows for the year:
- Costa Rica and the adventures we had and the people we spent time with ~ major high.
- Running my second 1/2 marathon, without having trained for it, with this gem of a picture to commemorate the stupid, stupid thing that I had done, that was a low. Of my own creation.
- Painting. Anywhere. Everywhere. Also drawing. Also thinking about painting. I love it. This was a major high for my year. Nothing grand, no amazing moment, just painting. It made me happy. Still does.
- My father passed away this year. It did not surprise me. I wouldn’t even call it a painful loss. The real loss had been like a badly damaged, leaking tire I kept trying to fill up over the years and it just couldn’t hold air no matter how much I wanted it to. The real pain of my father’s passing was in the memories of trying to patch it up and in the memories that were never there.
- Quite sincerely, my interactions with you provided a delightful string of highs. Each comment on these posts, the references, shares and “likes”, every time it seemed I touched a nerve within you, it made me smile. Made me want to get up the next day and write well.
- Baby Boy Pierson Danger Young arrived in the world this year. Changed my life, that one did. He is smart and cute and funny and I could just play with him all day long! Definitely he is the highest of my highs this year.
- A low would absolutely be the never ending reach for a body of, what I deem, acceptable size. It seems to be an ancient disappointment for me and I share it with you in the spirit of transparency. It will be mine someday, through diet, or more likely through therapy. It will be mine.
- My amazing friend Deb Evans hosted an event for friends from all different times in her life. I was lucky enough to be counted among them. It was an amazing, long weekend at the beach with delicious food, delightful women and a surprise, early morning hot air balloon ride over Yamhill County. It was an inspiring and filling thing of beauty.
- Dr Kevin Ross Emery called me in August of this last year and asked if I would be interested in hosting a radio show. It has been such a delight and I’ve learned so much and I’m having so much fun. I could say the radio show is the high, as it certainly is, but to a finer point, Dr Kevin seeing something in me, asking me to be on his team and gifting me with his belief in me, that is the high. Thanks, Dr K.
- (This is a cheater one. I’m sorry, but I make the rules so I get to break them.) Adam & Ashley moving home and Carrie & Dakota as well, and their marriage and working with Andrea Reindl and going to Canada for a weekend and working with her and Michael Drew and going to Wizard Academy and CEO Space and holidays with family and friends and meeting new friends and learning new things and letting go of old hurts and working in the kitchen with my kids and seeing Chase opening up and flourishing and Max graduating from high school and stepping up and Zoë taking a big leap and moving across the country and making lemonade out of lemons and that every morning I get to wake up by the man of my dreams. Since I made it into one run-on sentence, it gets to count as one.
Now, if you would do me a kindness and share a few of your highs and lows, that would be the icing on the cake of my life.
Regardless of your active participation or your silent-sing-along, I hope your highs far outnumber your lows and as the New Year springs into existence, I hope you greet it with joy and expectation.