It was the best of times it was the worst of times, only not the first part.
2012 will be the year Jon graduated from college (finally) and the year my dad died. I will remember how hard it was to to watch my parents, my dad's sickness and my mom's grief.
I'll remember how anxious I was for Jon to finally be done with school and the aggravation of job searching.
Much of the year is a blur of working at DQ then staying home all the time. Of schooling my daughters and moving out of the apartments. Of praying for friends and acquaintances as they suffer heartache.
It has not been a year of joy or celebration but it has been a year with God in control. I suppose as long as we trust in Him it is "the best of times" because He is there with us.
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