So Now What?
What I mean to say is, Happy New Year. Let's tie a bow on it! The year 2016 is bearing down on us and there's no way we can get away from it. Unless we die, of course. Oh, so sorry to go all negative in what otherwise promises (in my mind) to be a positive post. I'll start by saying I had a great run this morning. Run for four minutes, walk for 60 quick paces, then do it again and again until the Tom Tom reads "4.25." For the most part my mind was happily empty (breathe in one-two-three, breathe out one-two, etc). But the New Year (It does get capitalized, right? It's a big-deal event) kept intruding into my peace of mind. I remember way back in the day when I was pregnant, both the first and the second time. I was young, in my twenties, and was astounded that this body of mine was suddenly incubating a live human being. I'm sure I was very bad company during those months of my life. All I could really think, even while other subjects of great weigh