One Year Ago

Jon just wrote a post about this, so I'll take his germ of an idea and see if I can turn it into a bandwagon.

One year ago, I would not have thought I would lead a fellowship.
One year ago, I would not have expected to coach kids in athletics.
One year ago, I would not have thought I'd know so many of my classmates.
One year ago, I did not ever listen to metal.
One year ago, I did not go to bars with friends.
One year ago, I did not know (or know very well) either Kay or Yolanda, who read this blog, or Will J or Will N or Cindy or Sarah Diamond or Abbey the brat or Kurtis in Grade 1 or any number of people who have in one way or another made me grow and learn about myself.
One year ago, I had never published my writing.
One year ago, I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life.