For me, 2008 is a year best forgotten.
It began with a plethora of medical testing to see why I couldn't get rid of The Neverending Cough. The cough that caused me to stop singing at church, stop enjoying life, and start wondering if it would ever end. The answer was eventually found and I got better - after three long months of tests and more months of healing.
I thought the trials for the year were finally over. I was wrong.
I started singing again. I sang one Sunday, and cried from the normalcy of it all. The ability to worship God in my own true pathway was back! We found out Eldest Daughter was pregnant with her third child. Another gift!
And then the other shoe dropped.
The second Sunday I was supposed to sing I couldn't. Mom had suffered a heart attack and stroke. The next six months were consumed with her care, the ups and downs, the hopes that were eventually dashed, our decision to bring her home, her death and the aftermath.
ED lost the baby.
There have been issues with my remaining parent and his wife. Suffice it to say our relationship is strained.
When I think about this during the vacation, I will try to come up with a reason for it all. What was God trying to teach me during 2008? To lean on Him more? I have. To trust Him in all things? I had no choice but to do that very thing. To forgive? Again and again and again. To try to make amends? Been there, done that, been slapped in the face for it.
Right now it's a mystery. But I can truthfully say I hope and pray there is never a year this bad again in my lifetime.
Good riddance, 2008. Don't let the doorknob hit you on the way out.