Precious few days remain in this year, thank heavens the Mayan Calendar thing was wrong. As I sit here watching my sick child sleep, I reflect on the events of this year. As always the days are too busy, the nights too short, pressure is thick.
My kids swam, cheered, ran track and cross country, played soccer, danced, sang in the chorus, took art lessons, and tried volleyball.
They took tests, did book reports, memorized math facts, wrote papers, and learned to read.
New experiences for us included: kindergarten, homecoming, confirmation, high school, and sleep away camp.
In all the seven of us travelled to Mexico, Yosemite, Iowa, Indiana, Las Vegas, the Great Lakes, Florida, and Tennessee.
It was a year jam-packed with laughs, joy, frustration, faith, goals both reached, and unachieved. There was yelling, hugging, tears, smiles, anger, and lots of love.
We opened our home to foster animals, and in the process adopted a puppy. Every animal who entered the house received love and a second chance. All of them got great new families.
I give thanks to God for all the blessings in my life, which are so many. I ask forgiveness daily for all the many things I do wrong. It is my hope that 2013 is just as good.
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