A lot of good things happened in the past year…
I painted the inside of my home, all by myself, and I also finished the inside of my tiny, tiny building out back, not by myself at all, creating a crafting Studio.
I turned 70 years old. How the heck did that happen?!
My friends treated me to two birthday celebrations, one planned, and one a huge surprise!
My Australians visited! One of them twice!
I made four trips to Wisconsin, one of which celebrated my dad’s 94th birthday. Go Dad!
I am healthy, mobile, and busy.
I have my faith, family, and friends. I’ve had really happy, grateful days.
My brother, Reed, lost his life after a four year battle, and I do mean battle, with prostate cancer. He lived right up to the last bit, and set a pretty high bar for courage.
My step-dad suffered a health crisis that lasted four months, and involved daily hospital visits, rehab, two assisted living moves, and more.
And then, my baby sister, Paige, unexpectedly died of heart failure in early December. She was the kindest, most hopeful, loving, caring, generous-spirited, sweetest, funniest soul anyone ever received the graces to meet and to have in her/his life.
And that is why I didn’t do Christmas cards this year.
God gives us only what we can handle, they say. I handled it. I’m full up, though. From my mouth to God’s ears.
And so, Amen.