I look at the calendar and realize today is the last day of November, and I wonder....where the heck did this month go?
Then I remind myself that I spent 3 weeks of this month as a juror on a double homicide case. This was my first-ever jury experience and a very intense and emotional one it was. And on top of that, I suffered through what I think was a bout of food poisoning last weekend. I can't remember when, if ever, I have been so violently ill.
Thank goodness I was feeling better in time to eat two Thanksgiving meals, lovingly prepared by dear friends who included me in on their celebrations while Neal was with his folks in Baton Rouge. And the court case is behind me, although not forgotten. I have come to realize that what I experienced in that courtroom made a huge impact on me. I learned things about the human condition that I would have rather not known. But most importantly, I was reminded how good my life is and how very precious each and every moment is. And that is something to be thankful for on a daily basis, not just once a year.