Friday, January 02, 2009

Months ago, in this post I made the following comment "The future is always so unimaginable to me. I can make plans and dream, but the reality of what tomorrow brings is almost always a surprise. I've learned along the way to take those surprises as they come and to be thankful when they are the good kind." The past year is the perfect example of why imagining tomorrow is so impossible for me. How could I ever have imagined the events of the last year? When the year began, I knew it would be the year we finally moved to Pennsylvania and I knew we would have a baby, but I didn't have the slightest idea of all the details that would surround those two things. It's been a year of very high highs and extremely low lows. In many ways it feels like this year chewed me up and spit me out leaving me a little more worn for the wear but a lot softer too. I understand more deeply than ever how fragile this life is. This year brought me an up close and personal view of my own mortality and, to the opposite, the amazing experience of bringing new life into the world.
I can not classify or categorize this year. For me 2008 will always be the year I learned that I (and I suspect all of humanity) am equal parts unbelievably strong and amazingly fragile.


aola said...

This is a beautiful post. You are very wise, young Mother :)

McMom said...

Awesome post!!

Unknown said...

Amen, sister. A year of wisdom, a year of joy. A year of big changes and challenges. A year of beginnings and endings. A year to remember. You are more tender, but more tough at the same time!