My Horrible, Miraculous Year

It’s a New Year. All things are possible once again. I will lose weight, find a lover, clean the garage, make out my will, get the 300 sq ft of holes in my roof from Hurricane Charley fixed, travel, win the lottery, blah, blah, blah...

Heavy Sigh...

The stuff you plan happens or it doesn’t. It’s the stuff you don’t plan that is more interesting. This time last year I did not imagine being slammed by 3 out of 4 hurricanes and having 3 rooms of my house destroyed. I did not envision winning a signed Picasso print in a charity raffle or winning a cruise in a church raffle. I did not imagine that 10 years after leaving a job, I would find my self back in that company, in the same department, working for the same person. I did not expect to see my brother-in-law’s cousin on the cover of The Advocate, or to see a good friend profiled in another issue. I did not expect to have 4 letters to the editor published in the Orlando Sentinel. I did not expect to see good friends cope with cancer or good folks to pass away. I did not expect the president to be re-elected, or 150,000 to die in the boxing day tsunamis. And lastly, I did not expect the break-up of Jenn & Brad or me having anything to do with it. Yes, 2004 was my Annus Horribilis and my Annus Mirabilis. What will 2005 have in store?