I've been listening to the Counting Crows' "Long December" on repeat this week. Because of recent losses and heartache, I'm tempted to look back at 2006 and dwell on the feeling that "it's all a lot of oysters and no pearls". Yet in putting together this posting, I'm forced to reckon with some glaringly bright pearls. So maybe this year will be better than the last, but I'll leave my heart open and be careful what I wish for.
Saying goodbye to Grandpa. The Bailey family came together this week to remember Grandpa Clarence Bailey. He fell asleep and passed peacefully on Monday morning in a recliner in the Missouri Medical Center in Fort Benton. My quick-paced life in DC leaves little time for reflection and remembrance. This week provided a good amount. We remembered Grandpa's quiet determination that built the Bailey Land Corp. and that out-paced all of us in races and pull-up contests. He loved home-grown tomatoes, potatoes and gravy, and root beer floats.
Summer photos in MT. I'm posting some photos of the Bailey Farm this summer because I thi

nk they're beautiful. We were all ecstatic about and thankful for heavy rains in the early summer that provided a record harvest for this part of Montana's winter wheat. I got to be home a few weeks here and there last summer when I worked out ways to do my job in Montana while the Senate was in reces

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September Summit. Between June and September I worked harder than I think I've ever worked organizing the first Montana Faith Community Impact Summit. It was a one-day conference that took place September 22 in Billings, MT. I was one of two organizers on the Senator's staff. It was definitely worth every bit of work. I think it was the first time in Montana's history that church leaders, non-profit leaders, national foundations, and a Senator came together to work on solutions to the major issues facing local communities. A great moment for me happened when an economic developer, church leader, and a representative from the Ford Foundation connected on rural poverty in front of 300 participants and committed to follow up with each other and work toward effective collaboration.

Like me, you may have felt frustration when public figures (President Bush) talks about faith to get votes or to promote an agenda that's only "faithful" on the surface or ideological at the expense of real human need. I hope that this event was not that kind of thing at all. I think, rather, that it was an appropriate kind of coming together of partners for the common good. What do you think?
November's Campaign. In November I took some time off to work to get Senator-elect Jon Tester elected to the U.S. Senate. I spent much of the month in a basement in Helena slaving away on my computer with the research team. It was a great experience but it made me deeply grateful for my usual cubicle with windows. Tester is a farmer from Big Sandy, MT, and a really sharp dude. I was proud to be involved in his campaign.
Tester's victory and Senator Allen's concession in Virgina pushed the Senate Democrats into the majority and made my boss the Chairman of the Senate Committee on Finance. That chain of events was the main deciding factor for me to stay on staff in Washington, DC, for the next two years.
A December House. So, since I'm staying in DC for at least two years, and renting is expensive, and the market was right, I bought a house. My former roommate Tobes will be moving in with me and I'm still looking for a fabulous, clean, quiet tenant to rent the basement apartment. My mom's friend Jim said to me yesterday at Grandpa's funeral, "You're 24 and you've got yourself a house and no husband. Well I'll be" (chuckle chuckle). I'll post a picture when I have one. The best part is it has a small yard and it's close to work so I'm getting a dog!
So I'm saying goodbye to E Street. I've lived on E Street for the past year and a half with Meg and KM (the stalwart fixtures of the foxhole), and Crissa, Tobes, Maggie, Mia, Aeran, and Amanda (the illustrious but more temporary foxes). We had our share of st

ruggles and heartache, that I can't deny. But we also started one of my favorite traditions that I will not soon abandon: Sunday night wallow time, in which Meg and I get "Sunday night drunk" - which means not very drunk at all - on cheap red wine and avoid the reality that Monday will soon arrive. I'm saying goodbye to my third-floor room (picture!) but encouraging all former roommates to visit me at 6th and C and consider leaving clothes in the closet so sleeping on the couch is always an option.
Travels with Grace. Two days after Christmas Grace Chisholm and I will be embarking on a marvelous adventure that we've been planning (Grace more devotedly than me I might confess) for 3 months or more. We land in Amsterdam coming from our opposite ends of the earth on the 28th. Our itinerary includes Berlin, Prague, and Belgium!!! I've heard the Christmas/New Year season is spectacular over there. And I feel like I could benefit a lot from the kind of insight and reflection that travel with a good friend provides.
New Job... And just as I was leaving the office this week I was informed that I get to be a Legislative Assistant on Ethics, which is really exciting for me. I've been waiting for something like this to come along since I started working on the hill. This is the kind of job where I'll brief the Senator on votes having to do with Ethics and Lobbying Reform and run the occasional amendment over the the Capitol in my hot little hands.
Thinking about the past year, I still feel the weight of relationships that have broken down - some early this year and some very recent -, pressure and expectations that have kept me awake at night and made me sick sometimes, and important people who have passed away. It makes me ache inside. But I also understand that good things that have come to me, and I am grateful. I pray for grace to live well in the coming year.
May we all celebrate well this holiday season all things good and right! I love you all. May your love abound more and more...