2012 was a crazy, amazing year. The birth of my son brought a mixed bag of emotions and adventures. It’s safe to say that this past year was the best…worst…best year of my life. Never before have I experienced such overwhelming stress and fear while enjoying the simple joy as raising a son.
I look back at 2012 and can see so much that I missed (cough cough, Mumford) but that would be taking the time I have my son for granted and to be truthful some of my best moments this year were with him.
Looking ahead to 2013 I can’t help but be excited by the things that are in front of us. In the next year my son will walk, begin talking and god knows what else. His mother and I will celebrate his first birthday and get to share dozens of other special days with him. I will get to play in the snow with him for the first time, take him on trips around the state so he can explore the wonder that in Maine, and hopefully let him eat something ridiculous like a lobster flavored whoopie pie.
All of this is going to eat up a lot of my time, so I have made a list of people I probably won’t get the chance to see this coming year.
- Everyone at a movie starting after 9pm
- The Luna bar staff on half-priced beer Wednesdays
- My hunting buddies
- Anyone at Fenway
- The head chef at any one of Maine’s “fancy” restaurants
So as I sit here, contemplating bed well before midnight, I can’t help but be excited for all that 2013 has in store for my son and I. A year ago I would have never, and could have never, imagined how dramatically my life would have changed. I know 2013 will be challenging, but I’m looking forward to it.