A little reflection can be a good thing for anyone. It helps us remember where we've been and what we've done. It can be a pleasant thing that conjures up happy thoughts of times we've shared with friends or family. It can be an instructive thing as we recall incidents where perhaps we didn't put forth our best self. All of it, the good, bad and other becomes part of our story. And it is our stories that both define us and provide us with vision as we travel on.
My year has been dull by most standards, though those closest to me might say differently. I've watched my daughters grow and change, especially the one who is making plans to head off to college next Fall. Both of them give me great cause for joy as I see the beautiful, intelligent young women they are becoming. That's a good reflection.
My work is satisfying and I moved from a transient to more permanent state later in the year. This provides us with a little more stability but still allows me to pursue my passion for corporate learning engagements. I've become a valued resource both to my employer and the people who contract for my training services. Both are fulfilling.
My wife and I are fast approaching three decades together. That's quite a journey in and of itself. We know each other better after all these years and there is comfort in the consistency of our relationship. The progression of the girls toward young adulthood just amplifies that.
I'm thankful for friends we've connected with, especially those we sat down with across the table for a meal. Some we hadn't seen in years, yet those same years melted away like a light frost in the sunrise. I like those kinds of friendships because actual time and distance isn't really a factor that impacts the richness of the relationship.
I'm no prophet - and I don't pretend to know what the Crooked Path holds in 2015. But I do know the One who walks beside me and I trust him implicitly to be there just as he has been all along.