I am here this Monday morning and already breaking my new routine because I wanted to write for Sunday, but I didn't get around to writing on Sunday.  That day was quite full what with a new block schedule (9-11) and then a new choir practice schedule at 2.  Then I discovered a third volume to my book so I had to start on that.  Our evening was filled with family, but we did miss a few.  When I sat down here I did my normal check of the other family blogs and my loss (the twins plus 2 were not there) was quite filled with what I call an overdose by Cicily on her blog.  Seems that when she goes a long time without posting she makes up for it in a big way.  All of that stuff bothered me because most of it happened without us (which is okay and the way it is) but it makes me realize how much we do miss out on with the kids and the grand kids.  Just another lesson about life to motivate me to do what I ought to do when I am able to do it.  (Shauni's family was also missing due to illness, but no blog, just my memory image of those sweet ones.)  So here I am on Monday.  The first full work week of 2013.  My start has been okay, but 51 more loom heavy on my horizon.  I know that I've done this before, but it makes me tired just anticipating what will be as the time unfolds.  There is so much excitement as I see what can be and a little trepidation as I imagine what might be.  My perception about our life can't help but be influenced by 66 years of experience, but I feel like I do still have some wide-eyed child-like enthusiasm as well.  It still seems so overwhelming to me!