We play a game like this at youth group- "best-est/worst-est". We have to say (obviously) the best and worst part of our week. It's always pretty easy to zero in on those two things when you're only looking at 7 days... a year is a bit of another story. There are no two specific events that I can look at and say "Yep. That was the best and worst moment of my life." It's been a year full of little moments. Small victories and small losses.
Yet again, not going to go into great detail (I'm hitting that wall where it becomes tiresome to blog every single day...), but my best times were those shared with friends, though they were few and far between.
My worst was every single time I listened to that inner voice telling me "how it is". That I'm not good enough, that I'll always fail, that I'm better off alone. I let that voice dictate my life for too much of this past year, and one of my resolutions has been to shut it up. That said, I'm still a work in progress!
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