A few of you may remember that before I started blogging, I would write a note on Facebook every year on the day before my birthday. It was a way to look back at what I had done for the year and look forward a little to what I hoped to do in the next year of my life. I don’t think I’ve done that since I started blogging.
I had no idea what 39 would look like. It started only about a month after moving to Indiana and I still felt like we were getting settled into our new lives. I had just started teaching at the college (then IPFW, now just PFW) and had just been hired at Parkview. Quite honestly, I had no idea what I was doing either place. I have now taught two semesters of Education 346 – Discipline and Parenting of Young Children, and I think I have been pretty successful based on the comments on the student reviews at the end of the semesters.
Being a chaplain at Parkview…now that has been an eye-opening experience! It has been so good in so many ways, but not without a lot of spiritual and emotional growth. If I had to guess, I would say I have been in attendance at the time or shortly after somewhere between 60-75 deaths this year. I have called dozens of families in the middle of the night to say that their loved ones were in the emergency room or that a patient’s health had just taken an unexpected turn and the families needed to come in ASAP. I have baptized stillborn babies. I have prayed with families at the hospital, and for them from my home. I never would have guessed while in seminary that any of this would be my future. I also would not have guessed how much I would love this work.
So what else did I do while 39? Well, I travelled. We went to Washington (state) in October for my brother in-law’s wedding. Michael and I went to Disney World for our anniversary. We went back to Frankfort in April for my ordination. We went to Michigan to meet up with friends for a weekend. We spent a week in Gatlinburg. We made many trips to Crawfordsville. Not all of it was glamorous or exciting, but it was all good.
I volunteered at the girls’ schools. I went to classroom parties, made food, and contributed supplies. I went on field trips as a chaperone. I helped at a Christmas shop. It was great to be in their schools.
I made some new friends, said goodbye to people who were no longer friends, and reconnected with old friends.
I read…a lot! I think I read for fun more this last year than at any other time.
I started writing again, basically for the first time since finishing seminary.
I had an air cast, a walking boot, a fiberglass cast, physical therapy, surgery, and more physical therapy…all for the same ankle.
I was stretched and did not break. I grew.
So here I am, staring 40 in the face. I never thought I would be excited about turning 40, but I truly am! It’s so adult, and I’m pretty ready for that. I feel settled and content, and I really love where I am right now. I did not think I would say that after leaving Kentucky, but this is a great place to be.
What will 40 look like? I don’t really know. I know I’ll be celebrating with some of the closest people in my world. Michael and I will go to West Lafayette to meet up with my brother for a football game the next day. I know I will be officiating a wedding in October. I hope to exercise more (ankle, don’t fail me now!), lose a little weight, and just feel better in my own skin. I hope to read more, write more, and learn more. I hope to find new, creative ways to grow in my jobs. And of course I’m looking forward to new experiences with my family.
Thanks for the experiences, growth, and love, 39.
Bring on 40!!!