2010 was a Good Year

by Peter Knight | Jan 26, 2011 | Life Record | 1 comment

So its now the start of 2011 and before I knew it, 2010 flew by as quickly as a hummingbird dashing across alike a dart in the brisk Spring air. 2010 was pivotal for me and alike many others, made a difference. A lot has happened, and a lot has not happened – which is actually what the rewarding part was.  For the past few years, I recall telling myself that this was going to be the year – that was going to make a difference.  This was going to be the year where all would fall into place.  I had wished for a while now that things would just stabilize.. just quiet down.  Not to a standstill really.  But to the point where at least I could take a breath, and just take a look around.

Reflecting back with an ounce of honesty, life has been so quick and full of rampant change since 1998. Life prior to 1998 was somewhat routine for a while – and possibly during that time, things needed to change. Events needed to evolve. Something just to prod things so that life could just start again. And it did. Quickly. Elizabeth and I had decided to move to New York City, get married, shift our careers, and events happened one after the other continuously for years. Mostly good events too, so I’m happy about that.

But for a while now – I would say since 2005, in all this evolution, we needed to stabilize. We were missing the essentials of a daily routine. We really needed a non-rapidly moving environment where Megan and Julian could flourish and grow.  They are remarkable children and they deserve at least that.

All in all, I think 2010 was that year for us. The moving around stopped – we stayed kaput where we are. The job changes stopped – every six months really took its toll on me mentally. I’m tough as nails when it comes to job change now, but I’m truly brittle as well. Sad to say, my health is not all that great – I haven’t taken care of myself over the years, and it shows.  My blood pressure is high and Elizabeth constantly warns me that heart attacks do happen. I joke – but I know she’s right. Part of me is in denial that it can’t happen to me, but I feel it.

Maybe that’s next to take care of.