Every year seems to go by both very slowly and very quickly, and 2009 was no exception.
I started off 2009 by going to Midnight Mass at Our Lady of Good Counsel in Plymouth, MI for Mary, Mother of God. I wanted to make a conscious choice about the priorities I wanted for myself this year: God first. I didn’t want the first thing I did this year be a bar or drinking, as important my friends are to me and how very much I love them — I wanted God to be first. I remember being very tired and nearly falling asleep during Adoration before Mass, but I was so happy that I had gone.
Later that day, I got to bring communion to my godmother, Pat. This was actually the last day that I would get to see her. Her brother and her sister-in-law were in town taking care of her. It’s a year later, and I still cry because my heart hurts at how much I have lost — which is really a testimony to how incredibly much she gave me in her friendship, that her absence leaves such a ragged, gaping hole. People are so precious; and relationships are the greatest gifts you can ever receive. We spent our time talking about a third person, a mutual friend who is very important to both of us. There was something that this person had said about me that she had wanted to make sure that I knew. I can’t tell you how many times I have relived that conversation, and how many times I really needed to hear what she had said.
A couple weeks later, I heard God asking me to take a new step in my life: to go back to school and get a Master’s in Theology and PhD in Bioethics. Wow! That’s not some small thing! I’m not sure I can do it. I wasn’t even sure that I would get accepted — after all, my grades from U of M weren’t that great, and I’d never taken the GRE. Despite all that, I felt that if the Lord truly wanted me to do this, He would find a way to work everything out. I applied to Sacred Heart Major Seminary on January 23rd, and that night attended my first Priests vs. Seminarians Basketball game. I had ordered a shirt that said “Sacerdotes velint! Scholares modo delint!” Which, very roughly translated, means “Priests dominate! Students (seminarians) only hope to!” I arrived early and tagged along on a tour of SHMS by one of the seminarians. Because of my ‘inflammatory’ text on my T-shirt, I kept my coat on and zipped during the entire tour, and was dying of heat by the end!
On the 1st, I served at Mass for the first time as an Extraordinary Minister of the Eucharist. I was nervous and excited all at the same time!
The next day, I attended a Mass with our new Archbishop Vigneron, where he gave me permission to belong to 2 different parishes. 🙂
It was a fairly quiet month, although I did get to start a Catechism study with Jerad, hear Fr. Tad speak on bioethics,
and of course:
I attended Parish Missions both at St. Anastasia and Our Lady of Good Counsel, did some Stations of the Cross, but of greatest note was the fact that I decided that I just couldn’t take it anymore. I decided to give up the cold weather (for Lent, right?). So, I made arrangements, and Lindsay and I went to:
Ah, Montego Bay… How I miss you! 🙂
And, just so you don’t think it was all fun and surf. We devoted read spiritual books (on the beach) and went to Mass at the cathedral every day (walking a mile to get there, uphill both ways!).
Most notable for HOLY WEEK!!!!
Dinner with the Schmitts (Always a lovely time!); Girl’s Night; Visiting with Adam; and Geocaching
I had seen a bulletin article about someone who needed a place to stay for a few months, who had been working with a crisis pregnancy center. On the 15th, the young woman and her year-old baby girl moved in.
We finished the month by having a baby shower for Adam and Tina’s new little girl, Gianna.
June is when the medical issues started coming out in full force. I had been noticing a decline in my ability to run and jump and things like this, with an accompanying shortness of breath and chest pain upon exertion. During the first week of June, I noticed a significant amount of edema. So much so that our nurses told me that I needed to be seen by my doctor before the weekend. She ended up sending me to the ER on the 5th, where I was cleared for any DVTs and sent home. I went to a bowling fundraiser the next night, and had Jury Duty on the 9th and 10th.
On the 11th was Father’s birthday, so I dropped off his presents and pie,
went to Mass and work and ended up back in the ER that evening, where they admitted me for a cardiac work-up, looking at congestive heart failure, among other diagnoses. I stayed in the hospital until Saturday, when I was released, cleared of anything major going on with my heart, but still no real answers to what was going on. Oh yeah, and I was seen by Derm when I was there, because in the few days between ER visits, I had managed to acquire a case of poison ivy. Joy.
I started off this month with my first speeding ticket. Ever. And I *so* deserved it. 😉
Wine Tasting and Night of Mayhem at Krystin’s house!