2011

Good, Riddance.

(notice the comma)

What could I say about you 2011.  I’ve said a lot between January 1 and today, but I feel that there might be a few more things to say, even if there isn’t there will be text below.

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2011 felt much like climbing a mountain that I couldn’t quite find the path on.  It started off in January, where I could see the top of the mountain ever so slightly through the mist and clouds, but there was a top, and I intended to get there.

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The biggest issue with me is that the trail I was trying to take to the top would stop from time to time and disappear all together at times, however I kept climbing.  February flew by as it always seems to in it’s 28 day flutter of a month.

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In March I claimed that everything was going to change, I was partially right, but then again we often are with vague proclamations of future actions or events.  I continued up the mountain, with every twist and turn as I turned to the hellacious month of April when I finished off my Thesis and other major grad school things which brought me to May.

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Through the rest of the last month and all of June was like climbing a sheer rock face with no end in sight.  My job search was on, even though it felt like the on switch was broken.  This continued until July when I was fortunate enough to find a position and a reason not to have to move back in with my parents for a spell.

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By August I had made it to the summit and could look back on where I had been and how glad I was to be where I was even though I wasn’t where I originally planned to be.  With September and October life seemed to continue on normally, but nothing is ever completely normal with my life.

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By November tragedy struck and life seemed to stand still for a while.

December came with celebration and excitement, but the ever present apprehension of future remained.  From the summit I could see another great climb I was sure to make in 2012.

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2011 have been many different things, but it’s been a year of accomplishment, cardinals, rabbits, postcards, failed whims and winds of many different types, but overall it’s been good year for me and a terrible year for dictators.

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But riddance to it all 2012 is peering round it’s metaphorical corner and 2012 is marked to be another hill to climb.

Thanks 2011, I learned a lot.

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Check out my 2011 album on Facebook or Google Plus, or right below.  I’m everywhere.