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4 January 2002
Arthur and I had a lovely night bringing in the New Year, and I'm glad that it was just the two of us. It reminded me of our early years together, actually, and for the first time in a long while, I actually beat him at chess. Then again, no matter what he says, I still think he let me win.
I'm looking forward to this coming year. This is the year both Arthur and I turn fifty years old, continue the traveling we've been doing, renew our vows, and possibly become parents again. It's going to be a big year for us, and I can feel it. I still need to write my vows and decide what I'm going to have put on his ring, but I've resigned to the fact that both of those things will come with time, even though I know the ceremony will be here before I know it. Which reminds me, Arthur and I need to have another planning session to get some more details ironed out.
I'm hoping this year brings my family closer together as well, as I do miss spending time with my children, even if they do things I don't always approve of every now and then. It doesn't change the fact that I love them, and I'm hoping that this New Year can be a fresh start with me and a few of them. I think it's for the best, really.