Christmas has come and gone, and I didn't blog much this month. I think it's because I was busy living and by night time I was too tired to put my thoughts into writing. It's also the month of short days and I struggle with depression when we have little sunlight. In fact I find myself dreaming that I'm looking for sunlight.
Alex has been off his anti-seizure meds for nearly three weeks and we have seen no sign of seizures or tics or anything similar. What we have seen is a much better use of speech...and he talks all the time, literally ALL THE TIME! My ears are tired. We are also noticing that his attention spans are getting longer. Sadly, he still struggles with the anger and impulsiveness. I guess I can't expect everything to go away.
We had a wonderful Christmas with kids and grandkids. A couple were missing from our nest, but we've learned to appreciate what we get.
I am one book away from meeting my reading goal for the year. I am halfway through the last book, so I think I'm going to make it.
I didn't do so well with my crafting goals, but I'm just going to keep working on them. I don't want to finish my life with a lot of unfinished projects lying about.
I have also been spending quite a bit of time working on researching family history. It's fascinating but very time consuming. My grandmother already had done much of the work, I'm just trying to go a bit farther back with the aid of my trusty computer.
I know I've been scarce around here, but that just means I'm busy, and busy is good.
Happy New Year,