This year has been full.  I fell into the perfect job.  I turned and found myself wanting to go to work again, wanting to be a part of something larger than myself, and wanting to be a part of people growing and becoming stronger.  My Mother is now in an assisted living arrangement and I no longer worry if she is eating, if she is overmedicating herself, if she is safe.  Now when I visit her, we visit.  I can enjoy her quirky humor again.  I know my children do not want to live with us, but I have enjoyed their presence in my daily life.  They are a blessing.