If you could describe 2011 with just one word, what would it be? Frustrating. Happy. Why. I could not settle on just one single word. But as we say goodbye to this year past, here are some of my favorite posts.
The War Against the Holidays – When a person – via spoken word, email, card, text, or facebook message – wishes me a happy holiday or sends me seasons greetings, I am not offended. It makes me happy that someone took the time to wish me joy during the season!
What To Do When a Child is Abused – Physical abuse, mental abuse, verbal abuse, abuse by neglect, and abuse by placing children in bad and unacceptable situations – all are devastating to a child. And then add sexual abuse to the mix and the lives that are altered in unimaginable ways grow disproportionately. There are no excuses for this abuse. There are no excuses for NOT REPORTING this abuse (or any other). As adults, we MUST do what is often difficult and terrifying. But remember – your own difficulties and terror PALE in comparison to what an abused child goes through.
My Baby Turned 21 Today- I found myself always holding her, even when she slumbered. I sat in my bentwood rocker and looked at the leaves turning gold outside while I cuddled my newborn. Sleepy. Exhausted. Sore. They were the happiest days of my life.
Guilty of Unfriending the Annoying – ?? UNFRIEND! I have empowered myself to just say no. To not let those who constantly annoy me take up my valuable computer time with witless repeats of ridiculous posts.
Don’t Mess With Mama – Whoever said raising a son is easy hasn’t met my boy. The little prince (and I use that term loosely as of late) is about to turn nine years old. He is apparently at “that” age. You know the one, were he likes to test the adults to see what all he can get away with.
Why My House is a Mess – I only finished one coffee table – cleaned and dusted! I started on the buffet next to the stairs and stopped… there’s a chance I might have said a little wirty-dord in the process. Why? Because every time I tried to put something away – endless undone pieces of projects – someone would fuss. “Why did you put that in a drawer? It’s out of sight so I won’t remember to do it.”
I’ll Be That Mom – I once had a shirt that upon reflection was pretty hideous. I realized how bad it was when my husband and I were driving and I glanced at the 65-year old(‘ish) woman we were passing. We had twin shirts. That particular white with purple and blue flowered garment became a part of my pajama drawer.
Murphy’s Law of Family – Driving in the car last night, my daughter got angry at me and yelled, “Big Stupid!” in my direction. My husband and I discussed with her how she’d like it if we nicknamed her Big Stupid.
Family. Perhaps that’s the one word that would best describe 2011 for me. I’ll miss this year, but am looking forward to new adventures with the husband and kids in 2012.