One Single Thing

It's the start of a New Year. And a new decade to boot.
Remember all the craziness 10 years ago with the whole Y2K fiasco? The earth was ending....or something like that.
And yet here we are....

I've never really been one to make New Year's resolutions. I like to stick to my daily resolutions.

Today I will start running again.
Today I will get the laundry done.
Today I will mop the kitchen floor.

And if I can't resolve to do those things today, there's always tomorrow. I figure by the end of the year I'll get enough accomplished.

I take baby steps, people.

So instead of resolutions, I usually like to take a look at the past year pondering my favorite moments and giving thanks for the blessings.

2009 was a good year for us.
A good year despite the fact that the gloomy "you're still paying for a house that you don't live in" cloud was hanging over our heads the entire 12 months.

I could sit here and list all of the things I'm thankful for that took place in 2009. I've listed them all in my head quite a few times as I've pondered this posting.

I could give you a Year-End review that would probably bore your socks off.
But it's winter.
And your feet might get cold.
So there's no list for you.

I'm just going to mention one thing.
My favorite thing that happened this year.
The thing that keeps coming to my mind when I think of the best thing that happened.
The thing that caused me to giggle the most and probably caused most people to shake their heads at us in disbelief.
But it's the one thing that forever changed the lives of everyone in my family.

In 2009 we found NAET.

This is Zane during one of his allergy elimination treatments back in March.
It's just a jar.
A jar full of vials of allergens and enzymes.
A jar full of hope.
He just held the jar during a chiropractic adjustment and for another 20 minutes after that.

And now he can eat whatever he wants.

Call us crazy.
Say it doesn't work.
Go ahead and laugh about it. I'm the first to admit it sounds a little hokey.
But until you've lived with food allergies, you'll never know the desperation. You'll never know the frustrations of meal planning and going to a restaurant.
And you'll never know the simple joy that can finally be found in a goldfish cracker.
Or a plate of spaghetti.
Or a Hershey kiss.
Or a McDonald's cheeseburger.

It's been a good year.
A good year, indeed.