Woke up today thinking, "What a year it was!" We managed to move, survived a few disappointments, miss some friends and family who have passed on, and our hearts are still beating. Overall, we made progress and that was more evident when we stopped at our old place and spent a night next door at Sweetie's mom's vacant house. That night I was reminded of how we struggled to stay the course and believe that our goals would eventually be met; of how we didn't let any naysayer discourage us; of how we just persevered.
And so, in 2010, we'll do the same.
The fedgov can create more debt; the congress critters can pass more laws; prices can increase or decrease; wars will continue to be waged; the elite will suck the lifeblood out of anything they view as profitable; and the masses can continue to stick their heads in the sand. What matters is what we're committed to; what we're willing to do to survive. We're certain of our path, persistent in our pursuit of it and happy with the choice. That, my friends, leaves us in better shape than most people.
Time to curl up on the sofa and bask in fruits of our labors. Happy New Year, Treesong
P.S. Emmie J Driskell left a comment with a bunch of squares with an occassional group of letters. Hmmmm...