The other day I was sitting there thinking and sort of absently i realized that it'd been quite the year. I could barely remember last Christmas.
Lots of brain squishing and I remembered that I was still working at that small town coffee shop with Bailey and Steph. I still thought about nothing but China. I was pointlessly taking a couple classes. My family still lived on Starry Road. The church plant was a new thing. And...my world was pretty small.
I think 2010 started more in December for me. December 17 actually. The day Jesus took Mei Mei to heaven.
From there things went...uuuh...not downhill so much. Maybe you could say from there I started growing up. Or my world started broadening. Or I started learning things. Figuring out who I was. Falling in love with Jesus. One of those options, but I definitely wouldn't choose 'downhill.'
It looks like downhill though. Apart from the England bit.
I managed a cafe for a couple months. Never doing that again, it sucked.
Took a train in England. Lifelong dream of mine fulfilled right there.
Made friends I'll always love and may never see again.
I learned that contentment isn't so much being happy with whatcha got, but making happiness out of whatcha got.
Ania. (Ania learned to spell her name and just asked me to type it.)
I got addicted to Lost, the Office, 24, and Psych. Not all at the same time.
Figured out that where I am is where God wants me and there's only so much I can do to grow myself by myself. And the same goes for other people. Where God has them is where He wants them and I'm just supposed be the loyal friend and love them.
I moved out. And yes all the books came with me. I have a feeling that until I have a house house that's like...permanent...with a husband to go with it and everything...that the books might have to migrate back to the Family's place.
Shopping and cooking are so not my thing. I'd like to change that.
I got lost in Amsterdam at midnight with two friends. It was quite the experience. I probably would have liked it if I hadn't been tired and crabby.
Pretended I was a MK in france for 10 days. I'd like to go back and pretend it again someday. I miss that family.
Held my 30 rose bouquet and the bride's even bigger bouquet during an hour long ceremony. I was sore afterwards. Next time I'm maid of honor I'm lifting weights beforehand. It was worth it though.
The father moved out. And I learned that I can say honestly hard crap to someone in a nice way if I need too. Didn't know I even had that ability.
Enter best friend Amanda. My life would be a mess without her.
The redbox has seen the face of Nicole, Dustin, and I far too much. Mostly because we aren't good at decisions.
Got fired. (unjustly in my opinion...and pretty much everyone else's), unemployment, job searching...and now...nannying and cafeing.
Maui. Oh joy. It looked like the post cards.
There's more but at the moment I can't think of it. And reading any more would get boring for all you folks inside the computer.
In the end...it was the worst year of my life. But considering that I'm still alive and a totally different person (in good ways i think) because of it, I really wouldn't trade it for anything. Picturing who I would be if life had simply continued in a straight forward boring way is not exactly pretty.