I feel caught.  Again.  Just like I am every New Year.  The ball drops.  A New Year begins.  A chance to start over, a reset, a new chance. Maybe, just maybe, this will be the year; that I will manage my money better, stay in touch more closely with my friends, be a better husband, exercise more regularly, read more… you know the drill.  Maybe this year I will become more of the man I want to be.  Maybe… After all the calendars change, the checks have to be… Continue reading Hope