2007 was a very good year. What do I have to be so thankful for, you may ask? Why, it was all chronicled right here in this very blog.
First, there was the big executive promotion in January.
February saw most of the miraculous series of events that led to the improbable sale of our “in need of TLC” house and subsequent purchase of our dream home.
April was the month in which I decided to champion adult literacy as my cause. The tutoring is still going strong and, according to my student, making a difference.
In June I discovered that my dad had been named our local homeless clinic’s volunteer physician of the year, making me one very proud daughter.
July brought the news that a writing dream was about to come true. The best practices book to which I have contributed an article is still scheduled for publication this spring. Those who know me well claim to have never heard me so excited. Or so full of emotion.
A modified version of September’s rant about the state of admissions at my alma mater will soon be making the rounds at said university, as a letter to the editor in our quarterly alumni magazine. Maybe it won’t change the world, but the editor feels my pain and is giving me a forum in which to make my voice heard.
In October we rolled out the red carpet for the most glamorous birthday party ever, creating what I hope will always be a vivid childhood memory for Maia.
November and December passed by in a mostly undocumented blur, but the highlights include time spent with family and the best of friends.
Readers, I have often maintained that I have a charmed life. It seems true, does it not? Yet I know others who deserve good fortune so much more. God surely has His reasons for bestowing unearned blessings on some while burdening others with equally unearned trials. And I just as surely don’t understand them. I’m not meant to, but that’s never stopped this rambling, accidental thinker from pondering life’s seeming inequities—admittedly with all the insight of mud.