Anniversary

Today is the 2-year anniversary of my fall, broken leg, and surgery. On most days, I forget my leg was even broken, and today the weather is clearing and it feels good. Sometimes when the weather changes it gets stiff, but it's very rarely sore, even after I've been hiking.

I remember that I was depressed that day --- I really didn't want to go to work and face Francois. And I remember that I was relieved, even through the pain, that I didn't have to go to work that day. But now, two years later, so much of that time seems like a dream. It seems unbelievable that we were even living in Europe, let alone that we got to go to the Italian Riviera because I broke my leg. And today I have to go to work, but I'm looking forward to practicing my French during the commute, and I'm looking forward to going over Student's t distribution with my students at Belmont. I love teaching the girls, too, and tonight is Spanish night with my high schooler.

I got out my scrapbook yesterday of the trip to the Mediterranean, just to remind myself that God really can use all things for our good, and that He does work in mysterious ways.

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