Nope, I'm not married. I'm not even in a relationship to celebrate any sort of anniversary right now. But today IS my one year anniversary at my job.
It's been a good year. I've been learning so much about all sorts of things I never had a clue had to be done in a small business. I believe there's been a post or two about how much I enjoy my job, so I won't repeat myself here. Suffice it to say that I'm pretty happy, and I never dread coming to work. (Well, I don't look forward to being up at 6:30 every morning, but I don't mind it like I did back when I hated my old job.)
It's been a good year for other reasons, too. I've really come a long way since last August. Having a good job working for a good guy makes an unbelievable difference in one's state of happiness. But other things have really worked out for me as well.
I've been living alone for a little over a year now, and I love it. I have learned so much about myself already. On top of that, I got the chance to move into a house, which is simply fantastic. I've traveled to Boston, Florida and Chicago. I've seen old friends and made new ones. I've run another marathon and have started training for a third one. I work hard. I play hard. I sleep hard.
I guess I just feel slightly nostalgic today as I remember my first day here last year. I would daresay that my life changed a lot last August because of a lot of different things. It's all been for the better. I am certainly full of hope that things continue down this path. It feels good to be genuinely happy and to be living a life full of love, beauty and joy.