Every time I try to think of a word or phrase that embodies what 2012 was for me, I keep coming back to the same one: heartache.
But it was this heartache that enabled me to remember the grace in small things. Moving into 2013, I'm grateful for the friends who supported me when I needed them most, and for strangers that are no longer strangers. Most of all, I'm grateful that I've been fortunate enough to have been loved--and to know what it means to love.
Here's to the good times in 2012:
- I completed my first Year of the Physical Fitness Challenge activity when Jay took me dogsledding.
- Chloé and I were not consumed by a giant mythological man-eating fish when we went ice-fishing. There were, however, other casualties.
- Chloé and I also learned a very valuable lesson about why you should name your wireless networks appropriately.
- Monique and Craig got married!
- I was restless and underemployed, so Mike flew me out to Victoria. We took a road trip to Seattle and I explained to him (in great detail) why a werewolf would fall in love with a baby.
- I baked cookies for strangers. Again. (Baking things for people would prove to be a predominant theme throughout 2012.)
- I have no idea what happened in April. All I know is that I took this picture of my dog, was insanely busy with work and I cried to get out of jury duty. (No shame.)
May & June
- Jay and I parted ways. I spent the next six weeks couch-surfing until I could find a place to live. But I successfully turned 28, friends by my side.
- What didn't happen in July? Seriously. I danced in a barn. I went to circus school. I saw Snoop Dogg play in Cold Lake. I was spanked by groomsmen at my little cousin's wedding. I shot guns in barefeet and short shorts in the middle of the woods. I played beersbi in the mountains. I fell in love with Alberta all over again.
- Ashleigh and Tim got married!
- Back in Toronto, I settled into my new apartment.
- After a work weekend in Vancouver, I ate every last feeling that I had during an amazing (and excessively indulgent in every sense of the word) week in Montréal. Best business trip ever.
- I spent the entire month winning Scrabble games, writing silly lists, drinking an excessive amount of coffee and talking to strangers.
- Back in Alberta (my 16th flight of the year), I completed the Canada Fitness Test for the first time in 20 years.
I have yet to settle on a resolution for the new year. I was seriously considering making 2013 the "Year of Marriage," but my aunt has informed me that people will actually think I'm crazy if I actively pursue this goal. (Especially given my history of successfully completing New Year's resolutions.) So I've decided to focus on something much more realistic: Year of the Marriage for Money. It has a nice ring to it, no?
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