{"id":1226,"date":"2013-01-01T17:27:32","date_gmt":"2013-01-01T22:27:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/?p=1226"},"modified":"2013-01-01T17:27:32","modified_gmt":"2013-01-01T22:27:32","slug":"i-know-like-i-know-2012","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/2013\/01\/01\/i-know-like-i-know-2012\/","title":{"rendered":"I Know Like I Know 2012"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I guess I\u2019ve got a way of looking at things that’s a little different than most. So many of the people I\u2019ve talked to recently are soooo glad that 2012 is over.\u00a0 They swear it was the worst ever.\u00a0 I had this, I had that.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t wait for this year to be over sadly wishing it so.<\/p>\n

Someone I know has a friend that reminds them never to wish time away. I agree,\u00a0so as I look around at the end of 2012 all I see are little moments, momentum and mostly healing.<\/p>\n

Beginning in January, with an Angel in the audience of Wicked, we were touched by a stranger that set my sister\u2019s true healing in motion.\u00a0 Here was another person who knew her pain but had the courage to walk up and let her know you will be ok, you will always have him and you can go on.\u00a0 Keep your touchstone it will move you forward when you are stuck. This courage was transferred to my Sister when she became mentor of the year of firsts for her friend Linda.<\/p>\n

In the same day, my dearest friend suffered a skiing accident that provided an epiphany of sorts that set her on the road to growth, of both those broken legs and the spirit she had put aside.\u00a0 Then my summer sister came to the end of her chemo sessions and triumphantly had her \u201cport\u201d removed shortly before coming to the Cape for a wonderful little vacation.\u00a0 There,we three women talked and laughed and walked and read and ate and cooked and enjoyed each other\u2019s company.\u00a0 We created a calm and healing three days that restored me from all the burdens I had been carrying on their behalf.\u00a0 I could let it all go, they would be fine.<\/p>\n

Finally healed from a long resistant infection my mother\u00a0acquiesced to cataract surgery.\u00a0 Miracle of miracles she can see so beautifully now\u00a0she’s picked up, after so many long years, her love of books.\u00a0\u00a0 My friends Linda and Corrine would also\u00a0battle infections that were potentially life threatening through to the end with grace and kvetching and bitching and moaning and gratitude and relief.\u00a0 They are both in good places now with only the usual aches and pains of everyday life.<\/p>\n

My people are fine. For all their little inconveniences, neighborhood disputes, crazy kids and work and struggle they are fine.\u00a0 They are thriving, I can tell by the intensity of bitching going on.\u00a0 It\u2019s been greatly reduced, quiet even.\u00a0 Is that gratitude in the air?\u00a0 Nah, just a temporary lapse in things to bitch about; or a full on awareness that I don\u2019t suffer bad energy any more.\u00a0 They will bring good momentum in spite of themselves.<\/p>\n

My little moments happened on my deck, on Sunday mornings, in convertibles, lunching with good friends, on my walks, reading my books and writing my tiny little blog.\u00a0 My big moments happened when I became one of two Aunts to a little puggle named Chevy, when I had coffee with my Father during a Hurricane named Sandy and when the transformation of my home was completed.<\/p>\n

There was some contest that promised as its prize; $10,000 and a Handyman for a Week.\u00a0 I never entered the sweepstakes but thought, yeah that\u2019s all I need.\u00a0 Yeah, 10k and a handyman for a week, let me keep that out there. This is the point where my sister says, “Of course you did”.\u00a0 Months later a flyer on my door, a revelation from my Mother that you should have this while I\u2019m alive, and my bathrooms are complete. (Of course they are.)\u00a0 Add to that the fan that hangs on my deck, the newly tiled foyer and my handyman turned good friend and this was a banner year on Stowe Lane.\u00a0 Everywhere I look in my home I am happy.\u00a0 Two wonderful compliments came our\u00a0(meaning mine and my home’s) way recently, \u201cyour home is so three dimensional\u201d and another friend walked in for the first time and said, \u201cI knew it would look like this\u201d.\u00a0 Nothing makes me smile (MMS) more than being comfortable, safe and surrounded by\u00a0the history in my home and sharing that history with anyone who enters.<\/p>\n

Sadly we lost Gramma Velda this year, and the only man Nicole really knew as a father, and Linda lost her Burt, and Mick lost his Sassy.\u00a0 We said farewell to adults, and dogs and children we didn\u2019t even know but who touched our hearts quite deeply.<\/p>\n

Yet I believe this was a wonderful year.\u00a0 For all that can ever go wrong, nothing that couldn\u2019t be surmounted ever did.\u00a0 For all that did happen, silver linings and happy endings are making their way into our hearts.\u00a0 Good health is being restored and strengthened, community is being fortified, and work is meaningful and thankfully abundant.<\/p>\n

Healing can take many forms, it can happen without your ever even realizing it, it can happen slowly, it can happen with epiphanies and it can happen when you least expect it.\u00a0 But it can only truly happen when you can finally see it. I know like I know that I am blessed to be among you and wish you continued momentum, little moments and the vision to see the proof that healing is always right before your very eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cSome people see scars, and it is wounding they remember. To me they are proof of the fact that there is healing.\u201d
\n\u2015 Linda Hogan<\/p>\n

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