What a year a difference makes...

A little over a year ago I sat on my couch way, way depressed. I sat in my PJ's and barely got up. I lost my job on Dec 2nd and apparently all my friends. Every one I had hung out with and had worked with for six years apparently forgot about me or didn't give a shit. To this day I haven't heard from i would say 90 percent of them. This was the second time in a year. I was started to think i was destined to have bad luck.
At the end of Dec I heard from my current employer, which if you know me you know who it is. It's a private ambulance. I was interviewed by three people. T.C during the interview asked me a interesting question. What if Detroit calls?? Would you go back??
I have thought about the question for a long time. I did love the money and I did love the people I worked with. I had learned so much working five years there. I had in one month four pediatric CPR's. The knowledge and calls i had in five years at Detroit were more than i ever had in seven years at AMR.
Now A year later I am happy and having fun. The people I work for are reasonable and I think after what happen to me a Detroit i hope they know I'm at least honest.
I won employee of the year and I actually like going to work. I have fawnized most of the bases. I try to make the bases I work at like small homes. I am there for 24 to 48 hours. The people I work with are usually younger and most of them have few worries.
What will the next year bring year??I'm not sure but I like were the last year has brought.