A New Year

I love the New Year.  The darkest part of the year is past. With each day, there is more sunlight.  That turning point is very significant for a person who suffers from SADD. Typically I don't actually start to feel better until near the end of February.  It helps (a little) to know, intellectually, this time of the year that the days are growing longer.  The Wheel of Life had turned and a new adventure has begun. 

Christmas may not be a big deal to me any more, but the New Year is a moment to stop, think, reflect and contemplate the meaning of it all. 

In the meantime, I'm off for another quick business trip for the remainder of the week.