If I went month by month, there would surely be alot of holes. But May - now I can tell you about May. I remember May 2008 specifically.
On May 9th, what I would call the single biggest highlight of 2008 occurred. I got my yellow belt after not quite a year in the study of martial arts. I say "got" rather than "earned" because when I was done testing, Sensei told me that we are awarded our belts, but that we technically really "earn" them as we work torward the next rank. I know yellow is the lowest of the belts not automatically given, but it was the first nod from my instructors that I wasn't quite as awful as I thought I was going to be at martial arts. I can honestly say May 9th was one of my proudest moments of personal accomplishment.
But let's back up. We had a group of 3 couples who hung out together for quite a few years. In March, the one couple divorced and it changed the dynamics of our social lives. Social get-togethers used to be based on which couple's house we'd go to. After their split, it shifted to "Which of the two should we invite?" And as much as you try to stay close to both parties in a divorce, it almost NEVER happens. One of the former couple always tends to drift to a different group and becomes lost to your original group.
In April, my daughter became an adult - at least chronologically. She turned 18. That really changed alot of things in our household. She wants to be treated like an adult, but doesn't want the full responsibility that comes with it. I try to explain to her...THAT'S WHAT I WANT TOO - TO BE TREATED LIKE AN ADULT BUT NOT HAVE THE RESPONSIBILITIES!!!! But I'm immersed in being an adult up to my...okay, past the top of my head. She just doesn't get it yet - that, unfortunately, it doesn't work like that.
In June, my son went from a one digit age to a two-digit age. He turned 10 years old. Quite a milestone in a mother's life - when her "baby" turns 10. There's no denying it now - my kids are growing up.
In September of 2008, after almost 7 years with the home care division of one of St. Louis's largest healthcare companies, a new job within the same company was in the works for me. The Performance Improvement Group had been trying to get a position created for me (an administrative assistant) for about 2 years - ever since the department was created, but kept running into corporate red tape. Well, in September, authorization to create & fill the position finally came through. They called me immediately. Many applied for this position, but I won it. Home Care asked me to stay on for 4 weeks to make the transition to a new person go more smoothly. On my last day, home care had a huge blow-out going away POTATO pot luck party for me. They had secretly had my daughter bring my wedding set to them and had the diamond solitaire in my engagement ring replaced (YES, REALLY!!!) and even had it replaced with a bigger diamond than I had before! (I had lost the diamond in June or July or so.) They presented it to me at this party...Talk about surprised! They also gave me a sizeable gift card to a gas station in our area known for having the best coffee around. And, I actually willingly left these people!!!! One of the last things I said to the other secretary there that day (through a veil of tears, I might add) was, "I'm afraid I'm making a big mistake. Nobody will love me as much as you guys do." And she, always knowing the right thing to say, said, "Oh, you'll find LOTS of people who will love you!" And, as usual, she was right. I started the new position on October 6th. The people I work with are GREAT! And since we work with my former co-workers, I get to see my former co-workers and interact with them via phone & e-mail pretty consistently. So, you, see, I have the best of both worlds now.
Then we have December. My family's December is just as busy as everyone else's. Maybe a bit more so. My husband decorates the house and yard pretty extensively. He is of the old school that likes the old-fashioned blow-molded hard plastic lawn ornaments. (Santa, snowman, reindeer, candles, soldiers, etc.) which are extremely hard to find in this day and age. Then, on December 23rd, my dad's internal defibrillator shocked him back from what would have been a fatal heart attack. Then it shocked him again on December 27th. (See the whole story in my post from the other day, A Christmas Miracle in Real Life -http://martialartsmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-miracle-in-real-life.html Because of this, lots of shuffling around my son, who usually stays with my parents, medicines for my dad, etc. ensued. (My dad will probably not be able to drive anymore, so I have to try to figure out logistics of how my son will get to & from school.) I have to admit worrying about our own money problems, my dad's health, and the logistics of getting my son to & from school has me WAY BEYOND stressed. Not proud of it, but feeling pretty sorry for myself. Sandwiched inbetween those two dates, we had a nice Christmas and my 44th birthday (December 26th) came and went. And now, on New Year's Eve, I anxiously wait for the clock to slowly make its way to 3:30 pm so I can leave work and get home and prepare the house for the New Years Eve Poker party we host every year. We cover our pool table with a piece of plywood and a green felt tablecloth. We play poker for change because none of us has anymore than that and toast various subjects.