First Day of the Year

I've always disliked January 1, the weight of the upcoming year pushing me down. But we had a nice day together, me still masking with COVID. We played some games (Bananagrams, Unstable Unicorns, Splendor, Ticket to Ride). Andrew took the girls ice skating at the rink in Schenley, and I walked around in the pretty snow around the track. All the activity around the holidays really helped with my surgery recovery, and I'm able to walk around at length now. We watched a few episodes of The Way Home season one in preparation for the start of season two on Friday. We listened to a bunch of songs to help Lucia choose one for her musical audition, revisiting songs from Descendants that we once listened to endlessly. A nice family day. 

No resolutions for me this year except getting through the next eighteen weeks and then moving forward and learning to live with this. An appreciation, even a reverence, for daily life is what I'm taking away from the absolute hellscape that was 2024 (with the exception of Italy, New Hampshire, and Cape May), so I'm committing to daily or near-daily blogging for 2025.