Resolution
It's New Years Eve. I'm sitting on my couch, enjoying the second week of my Christmas vacation. My wife of nearly one year walks down the stairs of the home we bough one year prior. "Here's something I forgot from Christmas," she says as she hands me an already-open brown box. Inside, a plush rabbit. We've been trying to have a baby. The doctor says it's not likely we'll be pregnant in the next few months, as she has just gone off of her implant birth control. At the bottom of the box, a small plastic bag with three pregnancy tests inside. They're open. They're positive. I had considered jotting down a few ideas for New Years resolutions and trying to keep a running reminder here. I've never had a better reason than now. So this is that attempt. I have always started projects with an earnestness and commitment to maintenance, but have yet to find enough will to continue a project. This one will have an end date. For 2019, my ...