2016 isn’t over yet but I dare to say that my biggest lesson from 2016 is: having and taking care of a baby is life changing, complicated and hard.
From the bouncing hormones to the post-partum complications, from the sleepless nights to the impaired decision making capacity, from the almost constant tiredness to never getting everything done… it’s been a hell of a year and a lot of hard learned lessons.
… and the baby.
It’s a bed reducer and a support to steady her when she sleeps on her side. They both have come in handy.
It will sound cheesy but I don’t care… Every day that I’m with both of you. It has been a year full of everything wonderful, and not so great stuff, but I am so very lucky to be able to be here with you.
And the word really is Lucky.
Both feet on the ground… and all the tools at my disposal to reach the (sky) tree fruits.
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Not who I am but they all determine what I am.
It’s missing a gazillion other things but these are the main ones… I guess.
In the air
… or on the ground. Let us fly, but always land on both feet. Let us feel the magic, but return safely to earth. Let us live without fear.
I keep returning to the books about the craft. I keep reading the in search for something that will make a difference in my own writings, fiction or non-fiction. Still I keep stumbling on the same road block. Me.
This one still is one of the most inspirational readings about the craft. And assuming I would have a very full 2016, it was the first reading of the shortest list that I proposed myself to read during the current year.