Calendars and lives
A lot’s changed in the last twelve months.
I graduated from UC Davis.
I got my driver’s license.
I acquired a most persistent state of confusion.
I lost a segment of that extended friendship-family that I’ve had since the age of three.
I got Beethoven’s 9th stuck in my head.
I worked at the Nugget.
I sang in Carmen.
I left my Davis nest and the three people who have become my brother and sisters.
I lost my dog in that most permanent way.
I had a few identity crises. Or maybe just a single, fundamental one.
I thought I was done with 4-H.
I found that I wasn’t.
I saw Boston.
I found clarity, if not closure.
I moved to the other side of the country.
I found a job I enjoy.
I have seen and heard deeply moving things, and have touched pieces of history.
I have found, or perhaps simply rediscovered, both genial and kindred spirits.
And at the close of the year, I find reasons both for great hope, and for deep sorrow. I don’t see them as two extremes on the continuum, though. I find them tangled and interwoven, each giving rise to its own grace.
It’s been a tough year, but it’s definitely ending on a high note. I’ve great grinning hopes for 2008.
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