- my daughter became a twenty-year-old
- the sun came out from a two-month bout of hide-and-seek
- two characters in my novel did uncharacteristic sorts of things, like forgive each other
- a drain pipe in the upstairs bath finally gave out, and the deluge came down, just above my study and my desk
- the mounds of snow began to disappear and the sad-looking lawn to reappear
- and for the first time ever, a story of mine was accepted for publication after being selected as a finalist in a literary review’s fiction contest! cake complete with icing!
