The popular thing at this moment seems to be the 2008 retrospective, so, where are we?
This year, I had my lip ripped off, I got plumbed for kidney stone, I lost 23 pounds. I had one of the best summer camp experiences in memory, and I lost the last aunt of my parents' generation. My family got unceremoniously booted out of our RenFair guild, and My Daughter may have found The One. I have been depressed and frustrated and angry enough to scream, and I have seen My Wife as happy with her life as she's ever been. My little stick-figure webcomic has been received well, mostly, and I have lived week after week trying frantically to just catch up with work and chores and tasks and projects. My Son is doing splendidly at college, and every time I look in my garage, I've lost more space to other peoples' stuff. My Friends list in LiveJournal has grown, I've snarfed "Girl Genius", and I have two greyhounds who feel the world was created so that I could take them out for walkies. Every day, I fight enough character flaws to fill Wikipedia, and I've received friendship and love in spite of them.
I'm still above ground; many people I respected or loved are no longer.
At the end of "Shadow Dancing", Dr. Franklin explains the epiphany that ended his walkabout. I can't remember the exact diagloue, but it's something like:
And then I realized what I am.
So what are you?
Alive. Everything else is negotiable.
I don't think I could say it any better. So I won't try. Safe journey to all. Write if you find work.
This year, I had my lip ripped off, I got plumbed for kidney stone, I lost 23 pounds. I had one of the best summer camp experiences in memory, and I lost the last aunt of my parents' generation. My family got unceremoniously booted out of our RenFair guild, and My Daughter may have found The One. I have been depressed and frustrated and angry enough to scream, and I have seen My Wife as happy with her life as she's ever been. My little stick-figure webcomic has been received well, mostly, and I have lived week after week trying frantically to just catch up with work and chores and tasks and projects. My Son is doing splendidly at college, and every time I look in my garage, I've lost more space to other peoples' stuff. My Friends list in LiveJournal has grown, I've snarfed "Girl Genius", and I have two greyhounds who feel the world was created so that I could take them out for walkies. Every day, I fight enough character flaws to fill Wikipedia, and I've received friendship and love in spite of them.
I'm still above ground; many people I respected or loved are no longer.
At the end of "Shadow Dancing", Dr. Franklin explains the epiphany that ended his walkabout. I can't remember the exact diagloue, but it's something like:
And then I realized what I am.
So what are you?
Alive. Everything else is negotiable.
I don't think I could say it any better. So I won't try. Safe journey to all. Write if you find work.
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Blessed New Year to you dear dear ambiguous one :)
Edited at 2009-01-01 02:56 pm (UTC)
May your walkabout of 2009 bring you more friends, less weight, more free time, more hugs, more joy, greater peace, fewer hassles, and abundand vision and revelations.
I have tried to collect little gems like that, to encourage myself and other people in hard times. My cousin accused me once of talking in bumper sticker.
Here's one you'll like:
What one enjoys doing is not work. -Pennsa. Dutch.
May you have a lot of not-work in 2009, Old Wolf.