October 1 was my year anniversary in the apartment after The Troubles of two summers ago. I sewed this weekend working on baby quilts for friends that went through a time of fertility treatments and miscarriages and were finally blessed with twins. I also sewed fun calavera decorations for my apartment. Saturday I brought home a new cat. Yesterday morning I waited for a new fridge to be delivered (I'm excited to actually be able to use the drawers and not have water leak all over the place!). And I prepared for the class I teach on Monday nights. (I was teaching my first course in the midst of the crappy move a year ago and it was miserable) We have one class left for next week and I'm actually a little sad that it will be over. The main book students are reading is Barbara Brown Taylor's An Altar in the World. You must read this book. Journals were due last night as well as one of their reflection papers. I've only read one paper thus far but it put my heart over the edge. It was from a student who didn't really think much of the subject matter of the course when it started to now feeling as though it should be required. The same student mentioned a chapter in the book that was not required but had noticed in the table of contents and subsequently read as "life changing." How good is that?
Really, really good.
What a difference a year makes.