For all that this year had some serious, serious highs, the integral of goodness was so-so-ish.
It was a bad year for animals, although I guess my cat technically died in 2010, between Christmas and New Years. My ex-wife's dog died mid-year, which wasn't any fun at all as my son and I helped her get it to the vet and stayed with her 'til the end.
"Work" continued apace and things got better, but I am so not one of Nature's employees. Looking forward to being out on my own again, sometime in the next year or two.
Logistics for the next stages of my life proceeded as far as they can. But I have a feeling that a lot of my life is on hold now, waiting for pieces to line up. I'm good--really good--at waiting. But I don't especially enjoy it, and that tends to colour everything else.
Not the best year I've ever had, but a long, long way from the worst. Although animals I cared about died, the same number of people I care about are above ground at the end as were at the beginning. No major relationships ended. So that meets my minimum standard for goodness, and it exceeded it in certain really important respects.
So over all: not a bad year.
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