2017 has been a weird year for me to process. On one hand, it’s been a dream: seeing my little baby grow from a completely dependent little snuggle bug into a still mostly dependent but very mobile little boy who says both MAMA and CHEESE a lot is awesome.

On the other hand, every time I read the news I feel like I’m in a looney bin/alternate universe/dystopian nightmare. I find it unlikely that 2017 is going down as a spectacular year in the Wikipedia overview, despite my personal joys. It’s easy to get overwhelmed by all of the life that lies ahead and worrying about how the choices that I’m making or our leaders are making will affect the landscape of Hudson’s future.

Even though those that know my sappy self well will likely respond, “well, it IS a Monday” to me tearing up about an off-hand comment from a stranger… I recently did just that, and got a much-needed reminder about the only way to deal with the overwhelm. If you’d like to read about it, PopSugar featured my essay the other day! (Another positive mark for 2017 😃)

If you’re interested in checking it out, here’s the link!