New Year's Eve 2021

Our family's celebration of New Year's Eve remains quiet but festive. Maybe when we have no more young kids in the home, we will do more exciting things.

I served my traditional chocolate fondue after dinner. This year, I made a high protein, lower sugar version for Thomas and he chose low-carb dipping options. (It still made him sick, but I did try.) I also made conventional chocolate dipping sauce.

After that gustatory celebration, I go to sleep with the little kids. They're just going to wake up at the crack of dawn no matter what--and so will the puppy--so I stick with their schedule. Meanwhile, Daddy and the big kids--this year Joseph (8) joining the crew!--stayed up playing board games and watching two movies.

Before I fell asleep, I scrolled through Facebook and saw so many lovely posts by families reflecting on the past year. I thought cheerfully that maybe I should post something inspiring and meaningful! However, as I looked at Thomas sleeping by our bed, the only words I could muster were, "We survived."

The "we" is purposeful and means Thomas, it means our family, and it means the amorphous, psychologically meshed Mama-and-Thomas. We all survived. 

What else we have done or achieved during this year will have to be discerned with more years' retrospective examination because right now, all I know is that we survived. That's enough.