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12/29/2003: "Review"

It doesn't seem like a year in which much happened, but a lot did. Two friends were diagnosed with breast cancer; one friend lost a child; another friend found the child she had given away. I was away when the blizzard hit in February; the self-evidently vacant house was broken into by a serial burglar. Shortly thereafter she was caught, and by years end she had gone to prison. It rained in buckets, and torrents, and cascades, seemingly for months at a time. Roadways through the swamp were covered with water at Christmas, the first time I've seen that happen. I volunteered with the VNA, and SHADC, and the AAUW, and the ACS. I bought a car. My father was in the hospital, twice, and came out healthy but humbled. I saw Betty and Eunice together in Lent, at one of our musical services. Eunice died suddenly in August and Betty underwent heart surgery in the fall. But I've seen more weddings than funerals, and more baptisms than burials. I started to develop a social life, tentatively. It's been a year of vinegar and ice-cream, and the vinegar wasn't all bad, and the ice cream wasn't all good.