bye, 2009.

i’ve had such a day already. 
i’m kind of thrilled about that, actually…because one thing i am most definitely sure of is that i am an old soul (despite it going against christianity i can’t help but feel like we get more than one round on this here earth). and one thing this old soul is awfully found of, is being put in her spiritual place. maybe spiritual is not the right word? just….being shown, repeatedly, what some of the wonders of this life are.

matt & i had to go to our second funeral this month. one of his best friend’s (chris) grandma died. i never met her, but i know chris & his family very well….and so, it was sad all the same. chris’ parents are kind of the dream in-laws that i always wish i ended up with (of course they would probably come off completely different had that actually been the case). his mom is the overly-sweet with a hint of sarcasm kindergarten teacher with mad taste. his dad is really, quite handsome for an old guy, and overly gentlemanly. i remember him sort of sitting in the wings at my wedding, ready to help out whenever he could. when it was time for the garter he was the one who weilded the chair – putting it in place & pulling it aside between portions of the little ceremony. he’s just…."that nice guy"…who still has enough quiet confidence to not be the push-over type. 

he’s the one who did the eulogy. and….i loved it. he put it together so incredibly gracefully – laced it with happy stories and little jokes and things that his mom (or any mom!) would have been grateful to hear. while i never really felt close to crying, it still really got to me. the simple accomplishments made by his mother were exactly what i want to be known for. i loved how pure and private they were – all revolving around family and a love for life. it was inspiring. 

it was cold, snowing, and matt had to rush off to a doctor’s appointment, all while i had my sister staying home with my baby (who i was missing at that moment), so all things considered it should have been a bummer that we were spending our last day of 2009 at a funeral. we started out the year by adding a new life to the world and we lived each and every month celebrating that life. it seemed oddly "right" for us to be doing what we did this morning. and more importantly, the instant list of resolutions it created in my mind couldn’t have come at a more perfect time.

we were running late to matt’s appt so i had to go along with him. in fear of picking up something nasty from the sick people in the waiting room (esp since i seem to be surrounded by sickness at home) i chose to stay in the car. i plugged in my ipod, searched my purse for some scrap paper, and found a pen under the floor mat. and then i sat in the rare silence, watching the snow fall all around me, and i wrote out my resolutions for 2010.

i came here with every intention of posting them, but i think i’m going to hold off.
the list isn’t quite complete, and i want it all to be organized and well-thought-out.

for now, i think i’m going to grab a cup of coffee, turn up some uplifting tunes, and scrapbook some pages of when my baby was just a tiny 9lb little guy. i couldn’t think of a better way to say goodbye to 2009.