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I started the year full of anticipation, ready to see what the year brought. January is like that, full of hope and dreams. A few years ago, I chose to look for JOY. I didn’t know what it would look like. I expected a lightness that would be easier to discern. Maybe I expected to
I still remember a winter a few years back. I didn’t want another snowstorm. I normally don’t mind winter in New England and cozy days at home by the fire. But this was different. Teasers of sunny days and lighter jackets had pushed me into spring mode, and I was ready to embrace it. But
There are things we don’t talk about. Worry, anger, fear. We hold back, not talking about them because it is just so hard. Blazing Trails Trailblazing brave is hard. You have to be willing to walk in the thickest parts of the forest without a path to guide your way. It requires time and commitment
For a long time, I didn’t set goals. Even in a sea of bullet journals and planners and New Year’s Resolutions, I couldn’t find my way to concrete goals. It wasn’t because I didn’t know what I wanted, but because I was so afraid of putting them on paper and then failing. In many ways
I hope no one got the wrong idea in my last post. I think the New Year is great. I’m more of a New Year in September kind of person, after all I was a teacher. And I will still tell you my favorite part of teaching was getting everything ready for the new year. New
I’m wondering if we got the New Year off to a rocky start? Sometimes I think it should be all glitzy and shiny, but that’s not how we roll here, now is it? Because here’s the truth of it all: it’s just another page on the calendar. Yes, yes. I know. Clean slate. Fresh start.
We see it all of the internet right now: What are your dreams for this year? Dream big! What’s your word of the year? Set goals! You can have whatever you put your mind to! Except you can’t. With terminal illness on the horizon a person may only be able to dream about making it through
I’m not a fan of resolutions. It’s not that the concept isn’t good. I love the idea of setting new goals and checking things off a list to better oneself. The thing I’m not a fan of? Self sabotage. The Usual Routine It’s what always happens to me when I’ve tried to set a New
I have ideas in my head of what a Christian family looks like, of what they should act like. Sometimes my family hits the mark. Other times we are way off. Am I the only one? I want my family to grow closer to the Lord together, but sometimes I don’t know how. Instead of
#30daysofgratitude #thankful #1000gifts It all sounds great, right? It’s easy to want to be grateful. But what about when her house looks so much better than yours? Or when you see the pictures from that other family’s fantastic tropical vacation? Or when she has that great new designer bag and yours is from Walmart? Or maybe it’s even harder. A sick
