Change often comes in small, incremental pieces—a new haircut, a five-pound weight loss, new decorations, the leaves falling slowly off the trees in autumn. It happens so that you barely notice it. That is until you look back and consider where you were twelve months ago and where you are now.
Twelve months ago, I was in the same place I’m at now: my parents’ house in Indiana, my childhood home. But twelve months ago I was in a completely different place, figuratively speaking.
In 2012, Mario got a job, and we decided we were moving to Madrid.
All that studying paid off
In 2012, my parents, brother, and sister(-in-law) went to Spain to visit for one very special occasion.
In 2012, it went from “I” to “we.”
In 2012, my brother got married to Colleen.
In 2012, we moved to Madrid.
In 2012, we attended several other couples’ weddings.
In 2012, I got a job teaching English to sixth graders and found it was a wonderful age.
In 2012, I met American women in Madrid, and some of them were married to Spaniards.
In 2012, Mario and I visited Sevilla and Córdoba.
In 2012, I came home for Christmas and realized that Spain may be where I live, but Indiana is my home.
2012: The Year Everything Changed. How was 2012 for you?