Snowflakes and Joy

Last night I should have slept and slept well. The night before I only managed a few hours of sleep because my child only managed a few hours of sleep, and yes she is on meds. She gets lots of exercise. I do my best to make sure she eats healthy meals and we've cut out gluten and many artificial dyes. We use essential oils and do all the right things, she just isn't a sleeper, but we will find what works so my child can rest. That isn't the point of today's post. My close friends know that I have a very active imagination (it is why I love to write). My imagination is most active during the sleeping hours and I have pretty decent recall of my crazy dreams. Last night was a doozy. I dreamt that I was living in Lynchburg, VA. I was a professor of history at Liberty. I taught 3 classes. United States History- Native American history, United States History- Through the Eyes of Writers, and World History- An Overview of Ancient Egypt. Pretty cool classes I'd say! Sno

Well folks we are well into 2019. January is already a third over. That's right, in 20 short days 2019 will be 1/12 (approximately) over. Time marches on. The work days may be long and that clock may never seem to hit quitting time for some, but the days, weeks and months seem to be a blur. Time is crazy like that. I learned in 2018 that some friends and family members were going through divorce, saying good-bye to loved ones, moving (for not fun reasons) and other valley moments. For many 2018 was a rough year and it had nothing to do with the manufactured "news" and "politics" that seem harder to believe every day. I also learned that for others 2018 was a year of celebrations- new children were born, new jobs were started, houses were purchased, degrees were earned and much more! For them 2018 was a good year. For me it was a year. Just a year. A year with many good moments and some rather harsh moments as well. I started working at the Hearing Aid comp