review 2007: how did I do?

...it’s over, let it go. Oh, what a year that was. That was the year that was.

^{I wonder if anyone else on 43-things can remember the ancient TV show called “That Was the Week That Was”? Now I’m really dating myself. :)}

As a step towards reviewing 2007 this morning, I pulled a very old book off my bookshelf called “At A Journal Workshop.” I turned to one of the opening chapters which describes how to write an initial journal entry about “Where am I now in my life?” Here are the author’s recommendations based on his experiences of leading therapeutic journal workshops:

We begin by becoming quiet. Let us sit in silence for a moment and once again feel the movement of our lives. We are quietly bringing ourselves into harmony with the continuity of our life experiences.

This is so hard for me to do, because I’m an over-thinker and an over-analyzer. (And here I am judging myself, too.) But I tried it for awhile this morning. And all I’ve come up with so far is that 2007 is divided into two halves:

Maybe I’ll have to try some more feeling this weekend.

In the past few days I’ve been trying to remember what happened a year ago and was having trouble. Today I looked back in my journal. From what I can re-construct, I was wrapped up in confusion over my pending divorce, and my husband’s pending move, and even though I had told him that I had plans for Christmas, I actually spent the day alone, not wanting to face him or anyone else.

I think it’s called repression. Putting away the painful memories in off-line storage somewhere.

I think that is what I might pick as my title for 2007.

Where have I been, and where am I going?