Oh what a difference a year makes...seriously. Last year I spent New Years Eve sitting in a hospital bed with Keith; he was in ICU and in pretty bad shape. On New Years day the doctor ordered all kinds of testing so I got to anxiously await the results ~ he had a spinal tap, a CT scan of his head, probably one of his organs too (I can't remember), an echocardiogram and some other stuff. I very vividly remember thinking, "If today indicates how my year is going to go then I'm SCREWED."
Last night I took Brooks over to my sister's and we had a nice low key evening. He played toys while we played Scrabble and everyone had a good time. This morning we woke up and went to a party. I was able to spend good, quality time with friends I don't see often enough and Brooks had a FANTASTIC time playing with all of the other kids. It was pretty close to perfect. If today indicates how my year is going to go then I'm going to be okay; I can't tell you how nice it is to think that and actually believe it. A year ago I had no idea if I would ever resume a "normal" life again and, sure enough, now I'm back to taking stupid pictures and doing things I would have done before Keith's accident. I'm me again.
Happy New Year, everyone. :)