I've been trying to think of something very profound to write for my last post of the year, but all I can come up with in my vacation-mode brain fog is: this was a good year.

Not a great year, honestly, with all the political mayhem and national tragedies and environmental havoc. But personally, I'm grateful for the good things that happened, like:

Participating in the NYC Women's March in January.
Marking a full decade of living in New York.
Getting my nose fixed so I can breathe properly.
That time Sarah Paulson and Holland Taylor sat right next to me on the R train.
Reviving Gems with my pal Sharon (stay tuned for our next date, hopefully at the end of January!).
Going on some good trips with Lucas to visit our respective families.
Reading my old diaries on the Mortified stage.
Meeting my new nephew and spending some quality time with the "old" nephew.
Traveling to Portland and learning the art of solo dining.

There are even more moments that I'll probably remember right after I hit publish, but that's OK. It's good to remind myself that great things can still happen during a tough year.

It was my one of my 2017 New Year's resolutions to blog once a week, and from my calculations, I only missed my goal once! Pretty damn good. As much as I enjoy this blog, and as much as I enjoy the challenge of creating new thoughts weekly, I'm not going to force myself to stick to a weekly schedule in 2018. I do still want to post "regularly," whatever that might mean, but I won't treat it like a weekly assignment. I'm hoping I can put my writing energies into more spaces next year and use this space for the times I truly feel inspired to share something personal.

Thanks for reading, friends and strangers who are reading, and take some time to appreciate all your good things of 2017. Let's have a strong and joyful 2018!