Another year is upon us. As one year passes out of our reach, we seem to reach forward. It is also a time of reflection as we remember our joys and heartaches during the past 12 months. Mostly, I remember my two stays in the hospital this year.

Another year is upon us. As one year passes out of our reach, we seem to reach forward. It is also a time of reflection as we remember our joys and heartaches during the past 12 months. Mostly, I remember my two stays in the hospital this year.
 I had been blessed over the years by not spending much time in a hospital. When my son was born (in Germany), I didn't think giving birth was really a sickness, and I tend to forget that particular stay in the hospital.
My hospital stays have been a variety of experiences. My son was born in Germany and I had never even seen the doctor (a US Army doctor) who delivered him. The doctor walked into the delivery room and did his job. A few minutes later he started to walk out, but I reached out to him as he was leaving. I took his arm and asked his name. He said his name and left.
I never saw him again.

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Last Friday, we lost electricity in our neighborhood for three and one-half hours. Everything I tried to do didn't work. I reached to turn on a lamp–no go. When I went to check my e-mail–no luck. I thought about fixing lunch–not happening, at least not a hot lunch.
So I found a spot by a window and wrote part of this column in longhand. It had been a long time since I had done that. But it worked, and once we got our power back, I only had to type it.
While I finished typing this column, on Christmas Eve, a Pizza Hut delivery car drove down the street. It was absolutely beautiful, all dressed out in Christmas lights with the bright red Pizza Hut logo on top. It was early in the evening, but very dark and I thought that Santa and his sleigh were making their way down Hickory Street.
Thanks to Pizza Hut for putting a little more cheer in my holiday. Great job!

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We had a very cold Christmas. The early snowfall was nice and I saw several children out playing in it. But after the first day, I believe the weather was colder and kids found things inside to do.
I wish there were planned activities for kids on these long school breaks. It, of course, is a lot of work but if churches, scout troops or other places could provide fun and recessional things for a couple of hours, that would be great. Two weeks is a long time for kids to spend at home with no special structure or adventure.

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Let me end with a New Year's wish for everyone. I hope and pray for your safety, health, finances, job security, family and friends relationship and that you will keep Christ in your heart all year long. May you make a good friend and try to say a kind word to all you meet. Happy New Year!


Kay Hively writes a weekly column for the Daily News.