How Do You Measure A Year?

It's December 1st, and the holiday season is in full swing. I heard from a close friend that she received our holiday card in the mail, and I can't help but thinking, "CRAP! I need to jot something down on the blog about our year!" I started this webpage with the intent to share our travels and adventures, but a full year has gone by without a single new post about what we've been up to since picking out that Christmas tree in December 2015. A year ago, we were decorating our home for our last Christmas in California and beginning to ready ourselves for a full year apart. Christopher received orders for a year-long remote tour in Honduras and has been there since February 2016. Evelyn and I moved to Texas in January 2016, and we hit the ground running; we've been going non-stop since. 

Now, as I look back on a full year of memories, I can't help but wonder how we can measure this year? 

  • Evie's lost teeth - 7
  • Inches Evie's grown - 3? 4? (I'll measure her again tomorrow)
  • Distance in miles between Arlington, TX and Soto Cano, Honduras - 2,051
  • Months I've spent teaching middle school - 6.5
  • Graduate courses - 2
  • GPA for the graduate courses - 4.0
  • Money spent on a graduate degree in English Literature before deciding it wasn't worth the expense and stress - $3,581
  • Family Skype sessions with Christopher - at least 180
  • Car accidents - 1
  • Weight lost - 10 pounds
  • Bowls of salsa verde and queso blanco from Mijo's - at least 30
  • Weight gained back again - 10 pounds
  • Number of household moves since January 2015 - 2 
  • Surgeries - 1
  • Road trips - 3
  • Days Christopher, Evie, and I have spent together since February 2015 - 26
  • Divorces - 1 (my parents)
  • Tears shed from loneliness, frustration, exhaustion, stress and homesickness - immeasurable

As cheesy as it sounds, I'd rather measure in love. Seasons of love. 


Thank you all for your love, support, and friendship. We'll have plenty to share once our family is back together again in February 2017. 

Much love, 

Emily

Daily LifeEmily G.