I’m sitting in a quiet hotel room on the morning of January 1, 2012. I wasn’t healthy enough for our annual New Year’s pilgrimage to Ohio, so Craig and I brought the kids and Theo to a hotel one town over. Our plan was to commemorate the changing of the year together, to force some family memories, to celebrate life. We dressed up and ate at a restaurant with real silverware and white table cloths. We posed, because that’s what we do. We came back to the hotel and danced, danced, danced, because that’s the other thing we do….