One more year.
Son #1 is off in Times Square (you're only a teenager once) for the "celebration" with a buddy and a few hundred thousand other New Yorkers.
Son #2 has a few friends over and is watching a movie.
Sons #3 and #4 are asleep, as is my dear wife, who has to round in the nursery tomorrow morning bright and early.
Of course, I didn't get as much done this year as I had hoped. And the year brought its share of twists and turns, personally and professionally. Lots I can't (or am just not willing to) write about.
We made some great new friends. We switched to a different synagogue in our neighborhood. We made inroads in helping to create a new synagogue in a neighborhood that's not ours. And we listed our house for sale, so we can eventually relocate to a whole new town.
I'm not going to bother listing plans for this year; I'm taking things one month; one week; one day at a time. I made my real resolutions back on Rosh Hashanah. I did a lot this year; the family did a lot, and we've definitely been places we never imaged we'd be. I will say that I'll try to be writing more -- the blog feels like it hasn't seen me in months. It hasn't. Work has been totally busy these last two months, and for that, I am grateful.
I wish everyone out there a happy and prosperous 2012, during which the world probably won't end.


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