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Friday
Jan012010
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Looking back
2009 was a year of growth:
teaching my first solo college course
going out of my comfort zone
learning how to better serve
learning how to better forgive
and ask forgiveness.
Giving myself pep talks and permission
writing monthly for Segullah
connecting and gathering
friends, family, thoughts, challenges.
But in many ways it was hard to distinguish it from the years before it.
When I think of the past decade
(looking at the forest rather than the trees)
it was, after the child bearing decade of the 90s,
a time for child raising, when we became a family.
We moved from "young parents" to (early!) middle aged ones.
And I figured out myself a bit.
We stayed put and let ourselves
send out roots and branches.
We wandered around the planet a bit.
Decided to embrace possibilities and
be the captains of our ship.
. . .
Looking forward
(hello, 2010!)
I'm excited and nervous about
what the new year and decade might bring.
Today I'm making lists of hopes and goals and plans
(and watching a Harry Potter movie marathon)
Happiest new year to you~
may it be filled with good things.
. . .
Write it on your heart
that every day
is the best day of the year
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)
. . .
((^click to listen))
01.1.2010
Reader Comments (7)
Annie, where did you find that amazing song? I just closed my eyes and turned up the volume. I'm going to listen to that song every time I need a boost. LOVE IT! You inspire me to make bigger goals for myself. THank you.
My children are all in the decade of decisions. This year will be a big one for our family. The oldest will move and jump into the work force. The middle one will return from his mission and the baby will graduate and be off to college. My nest will empty. Now what?
Liz, I found it on a fantastic compilation cd called Dark was the Night. I'm glad you like it! Me too.
love this. love you.
I still feel like a young parent (perhaps because I still have one at home most of the day) but with a boy graduating from high school, I am realizing that I'm really not. But even though my oldest is a bit older than your gorgeous daughter I'm still not in your stage. I'm blathering; I think I need a girls' weekend with you soon.
um, was that a funky comment? Kind of. Yeah.