3 January 2009

7 year cycles

On the first day of the new year I said to Grant, "It's going to be a good year!" but as I said it I had a little chill. I remembered saying that once before and it turned out to be one of the worst years of my life.

Then I remembered something I'd once heard: that bad years come in 7 year cycles. Which got me thinking to the two worst years of my life. And guess what ... they were 1995 and 2002.

Which makes 2009 seven years later.

What made them so bad? In 1995 my parents were divorcing, AND things were going badly at work in a job which I was starting to hate and was very stressful, AND I had some health problems that affected me daily but defied diagnosis (for four years), AND I got engaged AND married AND bought a house (while those last three things were wonderful and exciting, they were also very stressful).

In 2002 I was new to Lancashire, didn't really know anyone and had no close friends, AND had become a mother for the first time and was out of my depth, AND had some bad post-partum depression, AND Grant was unemployed and struggling to find a permanent job and was forced to take all kinds of odd jobs to try to get ends to meet (or at least wave at each other - wasn't happening), AND our precious meager savings were rapidly dwindling, AND my mom had a stroke (she was living nearby to us at the time).

Now, I've no reason to believe 2009 will be sucky and I'm not the least superstitious. I'm full of energy and plans to make this one a good one. I'm looking forward to reading this post again at the end of the year and laughing at how silly it was and how wrong the theory is.

So why does a small part of me feel like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop?

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