On the morning of Christmas Eve, I walked to the gym. The weather report promised snow flurries but at 9:00 am, the sky was blue and the temperature almost balmy.
Going home, I decided to take a longer route along the Charles River. My thoughts drifted to the year about to end. It was a year filled with upheaval. I am not sorry to see it go.
On the other hand, I have so many things to be grateful for-- beautiful mornings, an amazing family, my wonderful friends and those of you who spend a bit of your time reading this blog.
Happy New Year!