I meant to post here on Jan 1.

 But wasn't paying attention and posted it on my garden blog. Great way to start the year right?

So here it is 2 days later and just noticed it.

Well, not much different but as I sat last night listening to the rain and midnight had just passed I got poetical. It is still raining off and on today, cold and windy but we are comfortable inside the apartment.

"It is raining heavy on New Years Eve and my only wish is the rain wash away the dust and tears of the previous year so the new one may start fresh and clean."

So  many things have happened in the last three years. Many sad things, a few happy and others passed without complaint or notice. I am lucky to have another year with my soul mate and as midnight turned last night he stood up as I was sitting at my desk (a total of about 6 feet away) wished me a Happy New year and we hugged. I told him that I was thankful to have him and hoped for many more.

It is rare to find someone, especially a male that will thank you for doing the littlest things. He is so very appreciative of everything I do. He has taught me that saying thank you to someone just for doing normal things is what should be done. I fix at least a big meal every day for us and he thanks me for doing that. Thanks me for taking out the trash, dumping the litter box, getting something out of the fridge or cupboard for him because I know he'll want or need it. I'm not used to being appreciated so much for just being here.

We have laughed at things we both enjoy, have enough in common to share them and we have cried when things have moved us.  I wish we had more room to enjoy what we have together. Given the situations of some people around us we are thankful (despite the struggles) of the small space we have. Ever so thankful to have a roof over our head, food in the kitchen and what money we have to keep it. We are happy as much as we can be but could be so much more.

On the plus side for this new year, my oldest (formerly known as Kirsten now Krys) has managed to get an actual home. They had apartments small and big but however they managed to do it, they will have a house to live in the new year. So happy for them and the grandkids to be the first one of my kids to do that.

On the other side of the balance, Amber was told the friend she does in home care for is moving to Montana. She found out through his daughter who called her and asked if he had told her yet. This was three weeks ago and within a week she had three interviews with three different places lined up. She now will have a job at Vons and the local coffee shop that she has been going to for at least twelve or more years. Since Ava (now Logan) was a toddler and before the boys were born. 

Devon I believe is still alive and surviving in Alaska. I message him once in a while if I see him reposting something on facebook or I see something that I know he'll get a kick out of. 

So, hoping for brighter days as the song goes. Hope to do monthly updates as my life is not that exciting to do weekly or daily posts. 

Take care, live long and prosper.