JANUARY - The year started out crazy...actually, crazy hit before 2010 even arrived. I headed back to work after our holiday break with no boss (she left June 2009) and now no graphic designer/partner (she delivered her baby 6 weeks early!). To say I had a lot on my plate was an understatement!
I was blessed with an incredible honor at our church - I was named a Deaconess. But with that honor came much work and responsibility. To be honest with you, sometimes I still don't think I'm really worthy of such an honor but I'm determined to do my very best to live up to it.
My father also started a series of hospital stays in January. It led him down a path that has, in the end, been a great blessing but the ride was a little bumpy. After this first stay, he made two life-changing decisions, kicking two very detrimental habits.
Meanwhile, the family was rather quiet.
I was blessed with an incredible honor at our church - I was named a Deaconess. But with that honor came much work and responsibility. To be honest with you, sometimes I still don't think I'm really worthy of such an honor but I'm determined to do my very best to live up to it.
My father also started a series of hospital stays in January. It led him down a path that has, in the end, been a great blessing but the ride was a little bumpy. After this first stay, he made two life-changing decisions, kicking two very detrimental habits.
Meanwhile, the family was rather quiet.
FEBRUARY - Dad made his second trip to the ER this month and we nearly lost him to sepsis following a routine exam that led to an infection. God was at work there the whole time. There was no physical reason for him to be healed. He had other conditions which usually complicate sepsis to the point of death. But God is obviously not done with my dad yet. And I'm very thankful for that.
We headed south to Vancouver for the Bomber's (the boys select team Gary helps coach) State Cup game and fought hard. But unfortunatley, they lost. And with that our very brief soccer intermission began...
I turned 38 this year. What, you say, no thirty-something? Well, let's just say my husband made it a little difficult to deny my age this year. He bought me a Broncos jersey with my name and my age as my number. Well, at least going forward I can say I'm 38!!
