Yesterday I got notification that this blog is a year old. I do actually remember setting everything up so that I would be ready to publish something on the first day of the 2018. I was really trying to make more time for writing in my life. I missed my old blog and wanted to start a new platform to reflect where I am now in middle age, instead of who I was as a relatively new mother. It’s just as well that I didn’t get the time to write very much at the beginning of the year. It turns out I’m not even the same person now that I was a year ago.
I’m not going to do the traditional rundown of the past year. Much of it was so awful, marked by personal sadness for me and cruelty in the larger world. I simply want to forget and move on. However, I’m choosing to look upon this year as a turning point, and it’s now my job to make sure that I keep moving in the direction that I want, first by defining it, and then by following it. I’m speaking here primarily of my career and what is to become of it, but there is also family and now my health to consider.
I’m still looking for that thing that I can do to combat the attacks on our democracy that have occurred over the past few years. Illness has kept me from marching or protesting, but the best weapon I have are the words that I write. Trump’s win upended my faith in my own political analysis, and the speed of the destruction that his regime has wrought has made it hard to do what I used to be so good at – seeing the game a few steps ahead and predicting the next moves on the board.
Between the mid-term election results, the gradually increasing clarity about the connections among the Trump campaign, the Trump organization, Russian money laundering, and other mob ties, it feels possible that there will be an end to this. I’m starting to feel more comfortable writing about politics now. I just don’t have any platform other than this at the moment.
Tomorrow, L goes back to work and the boys go back to school. Tomorrow I have to start looking at my next career path, avenues for my writing, and get back on the road of being a “professional patient” for a while. My hope for 2019 for myself and any of my readers, is for projects worthy of your time and talents, and maybe even more sparkle to the coming year.