2017 Was The Year That Even Jack Daniels Could Not Fix

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The joke around here is that Jack Daniels can fix anything. If a little of Old No 7 can’t make it better – be it a hacking cough or a nightmare of a day – then you’re really screwed. 2017 was the year that even Jack Daniels couldn’t fix. God knows I tried.

Don’t go sending me the local schedule of AA meetings. We may buy Jack by the half gallon, but a bottle has an awfully long shelf life here at the Joles house. I’m really too cheap to drink very much, but if it would have helped, I’d have stepped up my consumption in 2017.

Now, I’m not saying that 2017 was a bad year. That would be silly. How can a year be inherently bad? A year is just a conception of time that we carve up into months, days, hours, and so on. Time does not have a disposition and certainly not an axe to grind. So instead of slapping the term “bad” on 2017, I’ve decided to think of the past 12 months as undeniably life-changing.

If you look around at the people you know, I bet you will agree that big things happened in 2017. Some folks found love, others marched into wondrous new possibilities, and still more relished dreams coming true. Life-changing. Strangely though, all those fun and games, seemed to be balanced out by rotten news for others. I know people who were confronted with the unexpected or forced to deal with the long-avoided. Friends faced gut-wrenching health crises, some even succumbed. Others felt the cold, bitter depths of betrayal. Each story more heartbreaking than the last. Life-changing.

Here at our house, 2017 is going down as a big, badass year – Jack Daniels didn’t have a fighting chance. But sometimes, life’s nasty little surprises can be a good thing, forcing you to figure out life on your own. We have given in, taken stock, let go, and started over. Life is just fine, good even. Things are looking up, and we owe much of that to our friends as well as many strangers. Like I said, life-changing.

I am hopeful for 2018, a brand new allotment of time that we’ve decided starts at the stroke of midnight. 2017 was a gift – even if it did feel like torture at times. What doesn’t make us curl up in the fetal position makes us stronger, helps us know true joy, and maybe we even find our super power.

That is my wish to all who felt the blows of 2017 – may you know your strength, may you find your joy, and may you, at long last, own your super power.

Happy New Year.


Ann James Joles

Ann James Joles

Ann James Joles is a photographer in Bangor Maine that specializes in custom portraiture of babies, children, families, engagements, couples, high school seniors, pets and business headshots. Discover the Joles Photography Experience!

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