My 2023 word of the year is here! I love doing this rather than SMART goals because it encourages me to lose control of ME doing the change and lets God speak to me as I look and listen and BE STILL.
My words that grew me the most were grace (that year my marriage imploded), vulnerable (the year the pandemic hit) and last year was Joy (my first year to ever really dive into therapy and learn circumstances have nothing to do with what has my focus and heart).
I know this word will push me, drive me and teach me and I am ready. Stepping out of my comfort, being okay to do it afraid, focusing on what other people may need from me rather than what I want to give, doing what should be done even if it is hard or takes lots of my time and energy, having the hard conversation even if it makes me cringe and being willing to walk away and accept change if God creates a door.
Honestly, maybe it is as simple as make the changes for my health even if it is more exercise and saying no to delicious foods or drinks that wreck my body.
Who knows…but I am ready for the next 365. Time to get uncomfortable.
I prefer to see the new year less as an event and more like an opportunity. It is after all just the next day to a new calendar year. I mean what if we did this much goal setting each week or month? How much more intentional could we be?
But I love reflecting and seeing the big picture in deciding what works and what does not and see it as an opportunity to get uncomfortable and do something about it.
Cheers to the unseen opportunities of 2023! May God be at the center of it all and may you find your worth, value and acceptance by being in awe of Him!
I blogged earlier about traveling with these friends and ALL our kids. What I forgot to mention was how they each inspired me to see them in their mom role. Often our times together look more like the movie Bad Moms. We drink our parenting problems away as we vent and support each other through life. However on this trip I got a front row seat to how hard they each mom in unique ways.
Two mommed hard in the teenage phase. Dealing with hard conversations and boundaries while also exploring independence.
One was still in the littles phase while rubbing her daughter’s back to sleep and fixing her hair.
One amazed me with her awareness to allergies and health issues. I stared in awe as each meal was planned out.
Another handled a medical condition like a boss checking blood sugars and insulin levels.
Each of us doing the best we can, but having the support of each other. This is what being a mom should be like. Admiring each other as we parent that specific child to meet his or her needs in that specific environment. There is no one way or right way-but oh what a difference it makes when we celebrate and cheer each other on.
Laid up in bed because my coughing has put a pain in my side that makes it hard to move painlessly. Pretty sure it is inflammation creating tightness in my ribs, but boy it hurts when I cough! Thankful to have this week of rest and recovery.
This guy made a commitment to run a half marathon in October. He had no clue he would get a respiratory infection 2 weeks before the race. He stayed true to his commitment and finished the race! He is the most disciplined man I know. Proud to call him mine.
We knew we were ready for a family pet after losing both our puggles Anna and Izzy. Little did we know we would take on two puppies! Twice the accidents, twice the barking, twice the chewing, twice the sneaking food and they tag team to get their demands.
But at night, when they are exhausted, they are twice the love and peace that our hearts are full.