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So Long 2018.

As I wait for friends to arrive to help us ring in the new year, I wanted to take a few minutes to reflect on the year we will (happily) say goodbye to.

2018 was not the easiest of years.  I had so hoped that it would be better than 2017, which as many of you know, had kicked me squarely in the behind.

January started off rough as I recuperated from what was supposed to be a fairly minor surgery to remove the hardware from my ankle.  It took months to heal and regain my strength.

I joyfully watched almost every senior I taught as they walked across the stage and accepted the diplomas they had fought hard for.

The summer brought in a time of adventure as the Mr. and I ventured out to California to visit Rooster and his beautiful wife.

The rest of the summer break was a time for rest and some sadness as I dealt with the emotional one year anniversary of Molly’s passing.

I also confirmed, once again, that I am the world’s biggest klutz.

School began in August, and boy was it a doozy of an opening.  I faced two two preps, huge classes, and a bunch more students.  I felt as though I was fighting battles every day thanks to a lot of teaching-related red tape.

All of those things I shall forever term The Before.

As all of you know, October 10th forever changed my life.  Hurricane Michael destroyed my town and many other communities around it.

Life hasn’t been the same since.

Wednesday will mark three months of living in The After.

This year has redefined the word “grateful.”

This year has taught me how little some things mean and how important other things are.

I’m thankful for family and friends who took me in when I fled from the hurricane.  I am thankful for strangers who donated time and supplies to get us back on our feet.

Mostly, I’m grateful for the daily reminders that God is still on His throne and that He will make all things new again.

I pray that 2019 will bring about a reprieve so that God can restore us physically and emotionally.

Happy New Year!  May God bless each and every one of you.  ❤

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