New Year's Eve party was a ton of fun. I managed to drink enough - and enough different things - to give myself a good solid hangover to ring in the year. It's been a while since I've done that. In my case hangovers are always accompanied by the lingering fear that I was a complete twat to somebody, but people keep coming back to my parties so I hope that means that maybe there is some selective memory going on.
I won't lie, the last year and a half has been tough. I don't think grief ever really gets smaller or goes away or that we ever get any better at dealing with it. (Or at least, I don't get any better at dealing with it. Maybe you all have a better handle on these things.) I think for me it just gets to be the new normal or something.
Anyway.
I know it's moving towards normal because lately I have been feeling that it's time to start becoming more of an active participant in my own life. So I guess that's my resolution for 2015.
We'll see what happens with that.
I won't lie, the last year and a half has been tough. I don't think grief ever really gets smaller or goes away or that we ever get any better at dealing with it. (Or at least, I don't get any better at dealing with it. Maybe you all have a better handle on these things.) I think for me it just gets to be the new normal or something.
Anyway.
I know it's moving towards normal because lately I have been feeling that it's time to start becoming more of an active participant in my own life. So I guess that's my resolution for 2015.
We'll see what happens with that.