A year in review…
January saw the death of someone dear to me, but I also learned to crochet more than a chain. My back hurt far more than I let on, but there was baby Sissy to keep the mood light, no matter what life threw my way.
March was a good month. Rosanne and I took our spinning class. Lots of you began winking and smiling when I stated I wouldn’t be buying a wheel. Blogging and the pursuit of a great Ravatar produced what is likely to go down in history as my favorite photo of me and the royal fur-kids.
April brought Michelle. The River City Knitters retreat was also that month, and that was great fun, cementing my involvement in a great group of knitters. We didn’t know it was Mugsy’s last trip to his beloved beach at the time. I also gave drop spindles a chance, and threw them and my hands up in disgust.
There were many lovely swap packages and much knitterly goodness recieved throughout the year. That’s not to be overlooked, because truly my friends sustained me this year, through all the ups and downs. Thank you. Ever last comment helped, more than you know. I should be ashamed to admit how much I enjoy presents, but there you go…
June was frankly, awful. The Page failed to acknowledge Father’s Day, which seemed terrible at the time, but we didn’t know that was our last Sunday with Pop. Again, the support from my blogging friends and those here locally, held us together. We’re still grieving; as you know, that first year is filled with “first ___ without him” holidays and painful moments.
July was the bearer of bad news – Auntie’s terminal diagnosis. Still, my friends showered me with birthday packages and cards, and I discovered Namaste, and fell in bag love, even though that first bag didn’t stay at my house long at all.
August broke my heart. I still can’t even stand to look back through the rest of the month to see what else happened. Mugsy didn’t leave me until the 23rd, but so much of the month was spent caring – carrying – for him that I don’t remember much else, and everything else pales in comparison anyway. Once more, y’all were there for us in our time of need.
September could represent the whole dang year. We buried our friend the former fire chief and Auntie. Chief Pissy and the Knight took over the reins at the firehouse. My girlfirends kept me sane. Anita drove up, and we journeyed to Knitters Day Out with Michelle and Amanda. Gals, you’ll never know how much I needed that trip! We also made our first trip to the beach without Mugsy, and realized how desperately Sissy needed a friend.
October was the upswing. After almost a whole month of just putting one foot in front of the other, we celebrated our anniversary and Sissy’s birthday by welcoming wee Gretchen into our lives. A little bundle of happiness trumps all sorts of sadness. Can’t imagine life without you, Gretchie Greer!
November was Stitches East and a “virtual” baby shower. I missed a few birthdays and couldn’t get it together for Christmas preparations, but looking back at this year I’ve had, so what?! There were enough small celebrations to keep on keeping on.
December brought more birthdays and more deaths, a birth and an engagement, reminding me that there is a life cycle and it goes on whether I’m ready or not. But the big theme I see when I look back is not how wrought with loss our year was, but how blessed we are to have friends like you.
Nichole and I came up with a concept that kinda’ sums it all up, because so many of my friends have had trying years too. “You lean left, and I’ll lean right. ” With friends, you don’t have to have a strong ONE. Even if you’re both weak, you can still lean on each other and muddle through.
Any big plans for the evening? We’ll be dining with the Chief and his wife, and some other friends, as has become our tradition. That’s it; no fancy parties for us. Tomorrow will be a quiet day at home, unless I venture to town for the big sales. There will be a Dogs on Thursday post though!
Wishing you a safe New Years Eve and a Happy 2009!