Another year in the books

Not sure what to throw up here, but I felt compelled to write something. It's been a strange year, and two things stick out the most.

Jenn and I built a shed this summer, and ended up with her back going out and me in the hospital twice (1st time, cracked ribs and a concussion, 2nd time, 14 stitches). 6 months later, she still isn't feeling okay and at the chiropractor 2-3 times a week. While we're proud of what we built, it certainly doesn't seem worth it to have put Jenn's health at risk for it.

The second one is losing my youngest uncle in October at age 51 to cancer. It still doesn't feel real, him being gone. While I wasn't exactly close to him (or any of my aunts/uncles really, but that's just the way I'm wired), it's a difficult loss because I just can't picture "home" without him. He was always there with a laugh or a joke, and when you got us all together it was quite the riot.

Hopefully 2012 will be a year of more positive events, and I'll be recapping a happier year next time around. Here's hoping.