Last night I finished Drums of Autumn, the fourth of the Outlander novels, and I think the heftist so far. It was a very satisfying read and when I closed the novel for the last time I flashed back to when I first cracked it open in Chicago O’Hare this past January. I was thinking of the person that I was when I first opened that book, someone with no idea of the sadness, turmoil, and ultimately growth and peace that the year would turn out.
Dorothy May Brown.
I was in Chicago for a conference, but got to visit first with my Aunt June and Grandma Dorothy. A few days after arriving she passed away. I was stricken with sadness at the loss of the family matriarch, but so grateful to God that I’d had a chance to say goodbye. On the staircase in my apartment is a photo of her that to this day makes me feel like she’s smiling directly at me from the picture.
The End of the PinkHams.
Less than a month later, my step family the Hamiltons parted ways with my mother, brother, and I. I had spent the better part of 17 years with them.I While an incredibly surreal experience, I was able to really see God’s Hand in the situation. It was no longer a healthy family life, and the break needed to happen. God was there and ready to provide comfort, confidence and love through the situation. Mom, Nick and I nurturing each other through the situation is what has now made the three of us so close. Recovering from this change together, with Christ, has been so rewarding.
On My Own.
I moved out of the family house in December, but because of fact that I spent so much of January on the road, I didn’t feel the difference of living on my own until February. The first night in my apartment I felt like I had made the biggest mistake of my life. The heat wasn’t working, the birds were so unhappy and confused, the apartment was in a complete state of chaos, and it was really creepy how quiet everything was. As soon as I settled in I started to love it, and I’m still so in love with my apartment. I was in need of a companion, so I got Lucy, who is the most amusing bird you’ve ever met.
European Adventure: Part V!
Nick and I continued our tradition of traveling to Europe for days of exploration. Going back to Vienna and London was lovely but the highlight for me was traveling around the Scottish Highlands in our little car. It was nice to get out of Edinburgh, and exploring the country in a car was a lovely new experience. I am an extremely comfortable driver after navigating the left side of the road on those tiny mountain roadways.
Crack and a Sprain.
The rest of winter went by pretty smoothly considering the start of the year, but by the middle of June I found myself in an AirCast. While attempting a move in a musical theatre dance class I managed to fracture my ankle and sprain it really, really, badly. This has led to months of physical therapy and traveling with crutches and a boot. I’m still not completely back to where I was before, but I learned an amazing lesson about depending on my amazing family who pretty much stopped what they were doing for two weeks to take care of me.
I turned thirty this year. I know of my friends were a bit more devastated about that, and though I was a bit panicky the closer I got to the Big Day, the more that I realized that I had pretty much everything I wanted (that was realistic) by thirty. I had intended to retire at thirty and live a life of leisure, but I would count that under “unrealistic.” I have family and friends that love me, a wonderful roof over my head, and job that I enjoy and spent my twenties growing into, and most importantly a relationship with God that continues to grow stronger.
So now as the year comes to a close I find that through the stress and the strife, I am only grateful. Grateful for a wonderful relationship with God that has only continued to grow, a supportive and health family-life, and the ability to see growth and change in my life.
Until next year…