2010 began on a real low. The death of my brother during Thanksgiving of 2009 was followed quickly by a number of crises that I handled the best I knew how, with a lot of mistakes along the way. I rang in 2010 in a furniture-less condo lent to us by a family member, and I was sure the year would be forever cemented in my mind as the worst in my life. And it will be. But as it happens, it was also one of the best. A recap:
I left Brooklyn (and some dear friends along with it), got my master's degree, published a zine and took our show on the road, moved back to Indiana, went to New Zealand for a seal sojourn, became closer with my family than I've ever been, finished two quilts, got married, and published a book. I'd call this a watershed year.
As for 2011, the only thing to do is look forward and expect it to be a great year. I don't have any real resolutions, but spending more time with my friends, coming up with a fun new project for Michael and I to work on, and finding more time to read all top my list of things to work on in the new year.