I saw this meme on Ultrablog back on December 11 of last year. I decided to do this after the new year had begun because I had a lot of emotions when running through my titles at the time and wanted this title to be the first of the year if I decide to do this again next year. Here are the titles of the first post of each month last year. Posts written by me unless otherwise noted.
January: Catholic Bias? (Mark)
February: Another No-Israel-Bashing Zone (Mark)
March: Jenin – Anatomy Of A Lie (Mark)
June: A Few Simple Words (Mark)
July: happy, happy, happy
August: Life Update
September: It’s A BOY (KidDoc)
October: It’s Time
November: My Day…Yesterday
First, notice that 5 out of 12 of the posts are not made by me. Last year was the year of being pregnant and wrapping things up in Lexington. I got really busy at one point and decided to take on new writers here. Each one of those writers brings something very different to the Auterrific table and I am happy to have them at my side.
Mark’s posts comprised 4 out of 5 of those posts I didn’t write and it has been an interesting journey with him. I’d have to say that we’ve both been affected/infected by each other over the past year. Both of us are not easy people to deal with and, interpersonally, we clash sometimes. But I have to hand it to him…he doesn’t back down or back out easily and is willing to “get dirty” in order to get past something and strengthen the relationship without ever having to agree on the topic which started the conflict in the first place. He has dealt with everything that has been written about him with his head held high and when he’s been wrong, he’s admitted it. Honestly, I’ve had people respond worse with things that haven’t even been written about them. In an online world of ambiguity, he’ll take a situation in which he may be assuming, gain clarification and then respond with a fierce sense of integrity whether it be the popular stance or not…and more often it’s not. Again, he stands up for what he believes in and makes sure no one steps on him in the process. Like him or not, that’s a great quality.
KidDoc managed to squeeze in there with the other one of those posts that I didn’t write last year. After New Year’s Eve plans to possibly go to Cleveland were squashed by having to return Axel to Cincinnati (story saved for another time), we had planned to meet her and hubby in Cinci for lunch. Well, that was squashed by the rescue announcing that they had someone in our area willing to foster and would be picking up Axel directly from our house. We were crushed. The biggest thing we miss about Lexington is KidDoc and hubby. We love spending time with them and wish they were closer. She has always been there for me and I think I owe her quite a few in return. Okay, many in return. I know she’s looking at that job in Atlanta closely and it just kills me that she’ll be moving further away.
Obviously, the hardest of the titles to deal with was the one where I announced Loki’s leaving for the Rainbow Bridge. I woke the other morning at around 6am. The house was quiet as everyone was still asleep. I began thinking about Loki and could never get back to sleep. The image that keeps coming back to me is of him looking into the vet’s eyes as she is administering the drugs to put him out of his pain, finally. The look said, “Thank you.” That is how I will remember him. It was the one thing in life he wanted for him instead of us and we could give that to him.
In stark contrast, we welcome our new son Joshua. I will never forget his delivery because he practically delivered himself. I remember holding him briefly and then being whisked away to the NICU. That was the worst thing I had to deal with having to do with his pregnancy and delivery. That was, until I had to leave the hospital without him. The day he came home was the most wonderful day.
To wrap this up with a bit of funny in a so serious post, I am thrilled that the first post of December was the “Schquack” post. We laughed about that word all the way to the Anesthesia Christmas party. We ended up calling those ducks, The Quackabbees. And, no, my mother-in-law never bought them. But there’s always this year.
I’d like to wish everyone a very happy, healthy and prosperous new year. Thank you for coming here and brightening my days, especially on days that weren’t so bright.