2013 was...a weird year. I went from "in a relationship" to "engaged" to "married" in twelve month period. More strangely, I went from "Daddy's girlfriend" to "step-mom", a fact around which I am still wrapping my brain. My confidence in my ability to do my job fluctuated almost daily, and I was alternately excited for the future of humanity and very, very worried.
Those around me suffered a lot of ups and downs as well, and I did what I could to help. The fear we all felt when my best friend went into labor three months early is now overshadowed by the amazing baby girls she keeps letting me play with. My father lost a close friend from his childhood; my husband lost a great-aunt and great-uncle. My brother and his wife have had their own struggles...but the also have a new puppy.
2013 got me diagnosed with high blood pressure, and saw me take up running, something I swore I would never do. I haven't put on my running shoes since my wedding day, mostly because it is too cold outside and I'm too cheap to join a gym. I know I am starting to put some of the weight back on, but I also saw real success in weight loss in 2013, so I know it can be done, if I just get off my butt.
2014 is going to present its own set of challenges, some foreseen, some unexpected. I'm not going to make any resolutions, but I am going to make a list of hopes:
I hope this year sees myself and my husband continue to grow as a couple, even as we get healthier and shrink as physical beings.
I hope that I can find the parts of my job that I truly do love and capitalize on them, even as I slowly want to pull my hair out.
I hope that this year marks the beginning of the end of debt, and the beginning of the beginning of financial solvency.
Counter to that, I hope we can begin making the improvements to our condo so that it works for us in a better way than it does now.
I hope this year my cats finally stop peeing in the corner of the living room, as I am at my wit's end with that.
But I also have hopes for my friends and family: that they stay healthy, wealthy, and wise. That those of them trying to start families are given the success they deserve, and that the good times out number the bad. If we do all hit bumps in the road, I hope we can rely on each other to pick us up off the ground and get started again.
These are not new, or profound hopes. These are not original or particularly exciting. But when I think about how truly lucky I am in so many ways, I only hope I can keep that in mind whenever things get a little...wonky.
Oh, and I hope that the new seasons of Downton Abbey, Sherlock, and Doctor Who don't let us down.