Like a runner sliding into home base to avoid being tagged, sliding from 2021 into 2022 left only minor bruises. The push of time against maturing can be a rough game.
The biggest bump, and this one was palpable, was the pace Time set. SLOW DOWN! Please slow down! Time isn’t just flying it’s streaking like a shooting star. Here. Blink. Gone.
Like the ball player, staying “grounded” was key. For me, this meant sticking close to home and doing what I love at this time of year- indulge in Christmas music, watch holiday movies, bake tantalizing sugary booby-traps, give away tantalizing, sugary booby traps and enjoy time with my favorite people, my grandies. (Their parents and my husband are close rivals.) Time was plentiful for reading, making art, and writing. I went to bat and hit homeruns. Staying grounded worked.