Before we get too far into 2009, I thought I'd take a peek over my shoulder to remember what 2008 held for me. Take a walk with me ...
This is the month I turned 30 ... at home. By myself. With the flu and a 104 fever. Once recovered, I was able to enjoy a great [gluten-free] birthday dinner with friends.
Not only did I get to visit Christianne, but we learned that we would get to share forty minutes in the StoryCorps booth interviewing one another. Oh, and the whole getting to Florida part? That was pretty funny, too.
I went with friends to see Chris Botti live at Jazz Alley in Seattle. It was amazingly beautiful.
I decided to go to the Christian writer's conference at Mount Hermon, reserving my spot just two weeks prior. It was a leap of faith, and I trust it was not in vain.
There was this day where my heart crept up on me (and who but my favorite Christianne-girl should offer me this sweet gem?)
I posted this piece: a confession about how I've treated my body over the years and to which I received responses that made me weep.
I continued down a path of remembering, exploring places I hadn't visited in a long time so I could spend time tending to the fears and hurts of a very confused and heartbroken 13-year-old me. It's a path I continue to visit from time to time.
I tried new writing exercises and shared a descriptive piece about waking up.
I made a commitment to cut back on my latte habit in favor of French press coffee so I could steward my funds more responsibly (but now I may have a slight French-press addiction).
I shared photos from a solo photo session that I had simply to celebrate me and the life I'm living.
Kaari and I bought tickets to Ireland. We will be on our way in just 5 weeks!!
I shared continued and mounting struggles with my health, including my frustration with a malfunctioning thyroid and all the symptoms that came with it.
I learned that the loveliest of lovelies (Christianne, Sarah, and Christin) would be coming to visit me in August!!
In a three part series, I shared in depth about the profound implications that my chronic health issues had on me physically, spiritually, mentally, emotionally. I talked about the darkness, and then about emerging from it.
I continued in the vein of sharing how my health issues were affecting me. I was increasingly frustrated and losing both patience and hope.
And more about the health issues (are you sensing a theme?). More frustration, more tears, more just plain ol' sick & tired of it.
And the girls came to visit. It was so incredibly beautiful.
Having tried a variety of treatments that all ended up failing, I took some proactive steps in my quest for better health and I felt loved and held in that space.
Sarah shared with me that she had a dream about how God was catching every single tear I shed. And then I shed some more.
I learned that I was faced with a tough and unexpected decision about whether or not I would move for my job.
My friend Peggy and I had some fun at the pumpkin patch!!
I remembered those things I would miss about living in Bellingham.
I lived in a sea of cardboard.
And I worked, and I worked, and I worked.
I worked, and I worked, and I worked some more.
I unpacked some more and said goodbye to what I was sure was an endless pile of cardboard and packing material. Good riddance!!
I set out to explore the new environs.
I played in the snow (as there was plenty of it).
I'm very excited to see what 2009 holds!! Though just 2 days into the new year, it is already proving to be a year full of promise. Things I have waited for and hoped for and prayed with tears for appear to be within reach, ripe with the possibility of fulfillment that exceeds my wildest hopes. It was as though 2008 was a year of letting go and maybe, just maybe ... 2009 will be about being able to receive new and better things.
Stay tuned as the journey unfolds ...
photo by kirsten.michelle