Friday, December 30, 2011

Reflecting on 2011

As the year comes to a close I have been thinking a lot about what has happened in the last 12 months and how I feel about them.  There have definitely been highs and lows.  Not a lot in between, things either went extremely well or extremely badly.  September was notably terrible and if I could erase it altogether, I would, but sadly, it will always remain.  At least none of the terrible things have to do with my son.  For this I am eternally grateful.  He started school with no difficulty, the years holidays were amazing, and all of our time together has been perfect.  He had surgery which went very well and I am so relieved it is over.  We have been swamped at work, are short-staffed and just trying to keep our heads above water.  When we will be back at capacity remains uncertain, but until then, it's all we can do.  I am happy that I have continued to blog, I have always enjoyed writing, but find that my ability to write "stories" is limited at best.  Poetry is a bit better, but I am very embarrassed to share it publicly.  Blogging about life in general comes much more naturally.  It's easiest to write about what you know, my teachers always said this, and unbelievably, they were right!  2011 was a bumpy road, but at least I am driving life in my own car again!  Bus riding for over 9 months was a challenge and one I hope I don't have to experience again anytime soon.  The only good thing about it was that I did run into a few people I hadn't seen in ages and got to have some good conversation with them.  But it's not like that happened every day. I also got to know a few work mates a little bit better by riding the bus with them on the hospital route.   Hopefully 2012 will bring me a more even keeled life experience.  As long as the world doesn't end.  That would suck huge. 


  1. I would LOVE to hear some of your poetry! In high school it was one of my favorite subjects. (lame, I know!) I hope that you have only good and better things for 2012. Every life has it's ups and downs, but if it didn't we wouldn't recognize how wonderful the "ups" are. I'll leave you with a poem my husband wrote in high school:

    Roses are red,
    Violets are blue.
    Most poems rhyme,
    This one doesn't.

    He recieved a "D". ;-)

  2. Poetry is not required to rhyme. But it does need to have some flow. Scott failed on both counts :) Thanks for the smile.