A blur

The holidays were a blur this year - full of reacting to events.  December began with my son getting some sort of flu.  He was out of school for four days.  A week later, on the last day of school, he got sick again at the gym.  Then, at one thirty in the morning, my daughter got sick. 

Four days later, *I* got sick.  And I really got sick, usually I can still at least sit at the computer and read blogs and e-mails.  I was too sick for that.  I spent the day sleeping and hoping I could keep down crackers and tylenol.

So I wasn't able to do as much baking as I usually do.  We weren't able to go to the museums or get all the shopping done until the very last minute.  I thought of the line from The Grinch who Stole Christmas about Christmas - "it came".  And it was nice, despite not being exactly as I planned.

Then, a few days after Christmas I got the call that my Grandpa had passed away.  We knew he had been in declining health.  I was fortunate enough to be able to fly out to the funeral, despite a major snowstorm.  I'm so glad I was able to go.  There may have been six inches of snow on the ground, countless flight delays, but I was there. 

Roses outside the building where my Grandpa's funeral was held. 

I didn't have time for quiet contemplation of the past year, and time to think about goals for 2011.  So I feel out of sorts, even more so than usual.  And rather surprised that it's already January 9th.  I'm left feeling like there was something very important I was supposed to do that I haven't.