Here we are, another year later. It has been bittersweet. It was the best and the worst year of my life all at the same time. It has been a year that has changed me forever.

Up until a month ago I would have said that this was one of the best years of my life. I turned 40, and while that could have been scary and terrible, I have decided to look at my Forties as the prime of my life. Because, really, it is. I feel really good about myself and have more confidence than I have ever had. I have thought a lot about my life and what, exactly, I want out of it. What is important and what isn’t. At 40 I think that this phrase sums up my thoughts on life: “wherever you go, there you are.” In other words, I’m not going to be happy trying to run to or away from things. I am not going to be happy getting things. Happiness is always there, accessible within me all the time.

That said, I am proud of myself for picking myself up out of Spokane and finding a place to live that I love. As much as I tried to find happiness in Spokane I realized that I needed to be somewhere else. I don’t know what it is about that town that oppresses me so much but it always has, even growing up there. I loved the friends I made there, and I love my family. But the vibe of the town doesn’t jibe with me. I do believe that cities have certain “voices” or “vibes” or whatever you want to call it. Spokane doesn’t do it for me. But this little town of Sandy does. I love it here and am so happy to be living here. I feel so blessed. I love living so close to Mt. Hood and I love seeing its beauty everyday (well, when it’s clear out). So in that sense, I feel like 2009 treated me very well.

However, this is the year I lost my step-dad. This has been the most devastating and painful experience of my life. It is still so raw and I tear up whenever I think about it. I still can’t believe he’s gone, even after watching him die. So that part of 2009 completely sucked horribly. But I also learned things from that experience that have changed me forever. I learned about Karma. I learned that in the end, things don’t matter, money doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is love. Doug was a very giving and loving person and he left this world with his family and friends by his side. That’s karma. I also learned that there might be something beyond this life. I know that sounds all weird and metaphysical and I understand that this is very debatable. But this experience with Doug made me think about the afterlife a little bit differently than I have in the past.

So that was my 2009. I hope that next year is filled with less drama.

I don’t have any resolutions but I do want to do one thing. Learn how to play the banjo. I finally got my banjo last night and I can’t wait to learn. I declare 2010 The Year of the Banjo!

Hope you all have a happy and peace-filled New Year.

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3 responses to “2009: A year that changed my life”

  1. Kelly Avatar
    Kelly

    My year has been the same with one thing we have in common. Being a part of bringing all those Soldiers home last Summer was grulingly hard and a sacrifice for my family but I did get so much out of it. Becoming a grandmother and watching his birth was amazing! Anyway, yes it has been quite a year.

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  2. Willemtje Avatar
    Willemtje

    So sorry for your loss. It’s hard to lose loved ones. Hope your good memories and the love of your family and friends will be a comfort to you. All the best,
    A Dutch knitter

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  3. Allie Avatar

    I can’t wait to hear about your experiences learning the Banjo (Why did I think it was a ukulele the other day? I am so weird!)

    I’m so sorry things got so hard at the end of the year. Loss is hard at any time, but the holidays make things even harder. I am so impressed with your philosophy on things. And especially the way you made the location change you needed to. I often feel like we’re just in the wrong place, but I get so overwhelmed thinking about changing everything. You are inspiring!

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