It's my busiest time of year.
Predictable because of the holidays, my job in philanthropy that reaches its apex in November and December, another marathon (my 32nd in a few weeks), the end-of-semester rush at my daughter's school when finishing well, always a badge of honor in my family, necessitates time and patience, my hopes to keep writing good poems.
Lately, though, with the good fortune of having poetry and essays published that I still can't believe happened (even though I look at the newspaper and magazine just to make sure!), with slowly becoming a better bassoonist after a long hiatus, with wave after wave of gratitude for my job, husband, our daughter and good health, with our beautiful home, with knowing as a middle-aged guy that time (at least in my current life form) is fleeting, I've been cleaning.
The house is looking much better and so are my priorities!
I've decided to do just one marathon in December. For several years I've always done two, but I've known that at some point my legs will need a break. As much as I will miss my running coach for whom I've run a second marathon in December, he knows I'm still loyal.
In a similar vein I've decided to leave a board where I've served my time, and let my passion lead me to a new one where I will find out in a few weeks if I've been elected. It's time and feels right. For once I've been not overthinking my decisions!
All this appears to be leading toward resolutions for the New Year. I'm sure I'll have a few. This month before, however busy, is a pleasant, natural prelude.
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