- After 11 years in Memphis and over a year living practically in the shadow of the stadium, I went to a game at the Liberty Bowl. As is typical for my record in spectator sports, the team I was rooting for did not win.
- Finally christened the fire bowl that I bought a year ago as part of the most amazing New Year's Eve I've ever celebrated.
- Most importantly, I did the one thing that I never in a million years expected to accomplish: I fell in love. Not the measured, cautious, carefully-considered, practical kind of love that I thought was the best that I could do at this point in my life. The crazy, giggle-like-a-teenager, snowball-rolling-down-a-hill, can't-quite-wipe-the-smile-off-your-face, takes-your-breath-away kind of love that I didn't really believe existed any more. The kind that melts your heart and tears down the walls that you build to protect yourself. The kind of love that makes you feel as if you've never been hurt before and never will be again.
All in all, 2011 was a pretty good year.
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