Rust and gray hair

It would be very easy to be cynical about 2010. I must confess I won’t be sorry to see it go.

I had a post ready consisting of “Things I Learned on my (Involuntary) Summer Vacation,” but I decided most of them made me look, well, cynical.

It’s been a challenging year, certainly. I’ve had my distrust of government bureaucracy affirmed. I’ve learned that despite all of the jokes, a good attorney is your best friend when that bureaucracy turns its attention to you. I’ve learned that rules and past precedents are tossed out the window once a scandal becomes political. I’ve also learned that there is no such concept as “innocent until proven guilty” in administrative law. Justice is sometimes a function of how much time and money you can afford to spend. I’m still here, though.

We’ve survived a medical crisis and a financial one. It was a weird feeling being on the other side of the patient/provider relationship; but the paramedics, the police officers, and the guys from my own engine company were fantastic.

I still don’t plan on inviting them back to my kitchen any time soon. At least not in uniform.

On the brighter side, we’re all still together and healthy now. We’re not bankrupt or foreclosed upon. We have discovered friends we never knew and a wonderful depth of support.

I’ve finished a few long standing projects and found a few more to start.

We are leaving 2010 two Siamese cats richer than we entered, and the pain of loss is fading. I have a new small business. I’m still amazed that a client sent me a check for services this week. It’s an incredible feeling.

I stuck with Project 365, and I’m glad I did. Looking back over the year, it is easy to remember the big negative moments. Scanning the individual days brings back the small, happy, beautiful ones.

I have a little more rust on the car and a few more gray hairs. Shifts on the ambulance resume Sunday with a new partner and a new schedule.

Bring on 2011 !