Thursday, December 31, 2015


We've had a good year 2015.

And by good, I mean better than 2014. You didn't pull out all the stops or completely knock my socks off, but I'm not rocking myself in the corner sucking my thumb either, so well done.

The older I get the more in awe I am of the crazy stuff people go through during their time on earth. Have you ever seen a marathon in person and watched as someone's body gives out just as they cross the finish line and 2-3 people are there to catch them as their body spasms out of control and you see this look of relief mixed with anguish mixed with surprise on the runners face because you know they were like WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? WHY DID I EVER AGREE TO DO THAT TO MYSELF? In the past few years I've had a similar image in my head of people as they pass from this life to the next, getting to heaven and being caught by some spotters on the other side of the veil while they look around like WHAT THEY HELL WAS THAT? WHY DID I EVER AGREE TO DO THAT TO MYSELF? I am 100% confident that there are PTELD (post traumatic earth-life disorder) counselors in heaven. Perhaps I read the news too often, but at times I feel a sense of random, almost cold unfairness to the way things shake out in this world.

But at the same time, almost in the same breath, life can be shockingly beautiful. Sometimes in elaborate ways, but often in the smallest, most simple ways. If there is a gift to aging I think it is the ability to see the things that really matter, because the older I get, the more magic I see in the mundane and ordinary.  My baby's arms around my neck, a perfect summer evening, a perfect fall morning... or as one author put it, the gift of an ordinary day. The only magic I was interested in as a kid was flashy, loud, novel and hopefully covered in sugar sprinkles. Mountains weren't that amazing, sunsets happened like all the time and summer lasted  f o r e v e r.

This is all sounding really melancholy and I don't mean it to be--life has been very good to us and this year was no different--but New Years is a time for reflecting, so I'm reflecting. 2015 has been a good recovery year for us, because 2014 you were way harsh man. While the outward appearance of our lives has been much the same, there has been a lot of internal shifting this past year--even recently--and internal shifting, while invisible to the naked eye, can make a tsunami of difference in reality.

And if there was one word that I would say feels refreshing and new and will probably become a bit of a guiding light for me this year, it's hope. Everyone once in a while a word or idea becomes completely new and meaningful and for me right now, that word is hope. Not a bad way to start the year.

As far as the blog (and life) goes here are some of my favorite posts from this past year. The special needs spotlight continues to be a bright spot in my life and on this little blog...I continue to be enlightened and inspired by all the families who share their story here. So thank you. You can read all the spotlights here. I even did a special needs spotlight on Lamp which was a great experience.

Zuzu turned one (and just last week turned 2!)

PSP had a rock themed birthday

Lamp took her first steps! Both with a crutch and without!

held a tarantula in Florida.

Lamp also got a new, custom-made power chair to use around the house and has been LIFE CHANGING for our whole family.

Lamp and I went to Texas and she said a prayer for a lady on a plane (sweet story).

I got to do a room makeover for Lamp and PSP with The Land of Nod!

Lamp turned 5, safari style and stood up completely independently for the first time ever!

I wrote a guide for navigating a special needs encounter with your child (that was also featured on The Mighty and overall really well received)

B and I celebrated 10 years of marriage in NYC

My little blog and family were featured in two beautiful online magazines, Mother and Little Peanut.

I did some tutorials I really enjoyed like the toddler messenger bag, the roar banner, making spooky family photos for Halloween and my Joyeux Noel garland for Christmas.

I wrote a super vulnerable post that touched a nerve and was another one of my most shared posts from this past year.

I showed ya'll my studio.

Here's hoping for a great 2016 for all of you as well. Thanks for your love and support of this little blog of mine.

Happy New Year


  1. Anonymous1:49 PM

    Happy New Year Miggy!


  2. Anonymous2:03 PM

    I have read your blog for years and only commented once before. But your summary of life was pretty perfect, I just had to write. It reminds me the short story in the BJ Novak book "Monster: The Rollar Coaster". If you haven't read it, please do, it is so much like your first few paragraphs. While it is overall a hilarious book, I find this story so profound. I have told my husband that when I die, I would like it read at my funeral. Happy New Year!