The way that I've kept wonder in my life is by thinking about God's timing. With all of the challenging things that happened this year, there have been definite times when I was able to see what God was doing - or if not to at least trust that He knows what He's doing.
The main example of this? My grandma moved from her condo into a retirement community this year. I had helped with the move, but had not gone to see her on my own until the last day of school. We had decided that I would come over and we would spend the afternoon together and have dinner together.
I spent the afternoon with her - teaching her how to use her DVD player so she could watch The King's Speech later that night and even having a conversation with Andrew on speakerphone - and then we went out to dinner together. We talked about her life growing up, Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet which we'd both read, and a whole bunch of other things. Then I took her home, gave her a hug, and told her I loved her. She passed away the next day.
The sense of wonder in that comes from the fact that God had to know what he was doing in terms of timing. Obviously I'm sad that my grandma is no longer with us, but I'm so amazingly grateful that I got to spend her last full day with her.