The Best Thing that Happened to Me in 2008

Well, 2008 has come and gone. Yet another year begins. I was trying to think of what I would write if I wrote one of those Christmas letter kind of things. I don't even do Christmas cards. I think about it every year, but December is so hectic, it never gets done and then it's January and oh well.

Yeah, what did I do this last year? I got a new job. On Wednesday I was not liking it so much because the passenger side rearview mirror on the suburban got cracked while I was at work and I am not sure why. Pretty sure it wasn't cracked before work because it just passed safety and i/m the day before. Oh, well. Work today was better, so I guess it's all ok...

In other suburban news, we got 4 new tires because the old tires wouldn't pass safety. Apparently the new tires weren't balanced very well because once we got on the freeway, we were bouncing all over the place. It was almost like being on the road to the Bear River Bird Refuge. Never been to the bird refuge? It was really cool, but the road was so bumpy that things were falling off the inside of the car - like the trim on the doors. I was beginning to wonder if the car was going to make it there without a wheel falling off or something.

Let's see. What's the best thing that happened to me in 2008? Oddly enough it was that I learned to muscle test for myself (because i was forced to!) and found out that I could do it! I'm still not big on testing for anyone other than myself, but on occasion I do. I did not fall apart after my kinesiologist visits ended like I feared I would, mostly thanks to Sheri and, how do I say this?, quite literally God and angels and well, let's just leave it at that. They DO exist and are ready to help anyone willing to ask for help. Sometimes you just gotta know how to ask and how to get the answers. I guess that's why Sheri's writing/publishing her book, so other people will know how to ask and get answers, too.

Every day I am so glad that I was able to meet and learn from the amazing kinesiologist who quite literally saved my life and helped me believe that life was worth living. I can never thank her enough for that. She helped me in ways that scores of doctors, therapists and counselors couldn't. God works in mysterious ways. I also can never thank my parents enough for paying for my visits 'cuz I don't know how I would have afforded them without their help. Thanks mom and dad!

Well. That totally was not what I was expecting to write! I don't think I would have put that in a Christmas letter. Hmmm...probably not.

Anyway, Happy 2009!