I, too, join the world in reflecting on all 2019 meant to and for me.
Breaking my ankle may have been the most dramatic thing to happen, but even that had joy and meaning. My friends and family rallied around, over and underneath me during a very difficult time. When I tell you they fed me, visited me, called to check on me, took me to my appointments, helped me travel, had patience with everything it took to get me out the house for even the simplest of tasks; I want you to know I was loved in every way possible. People I didn’t expect came through for me. So in all the ways that count, there were balms in my Gilead.
This year I could afford to travel a bit more (thank ya Lord!), and was able to laugh with and hug my far away friends.
I worked harder this year than years prior, and though tired, I didn’t mind. I appreciated the opportunities and tried to do right with them.
I said yes to things I wanted, said no to things that didn’t serve me, and felt very little guilt about it. Still some guilt, but I’ve come a long way; trust. I also spoke my truth more than usual, and without any prompting from my BFF. I hope she can witness having more “let me tell you what I just said ” conversations, and a whole lot less “is this ok to say” ones with me in 2019.
I knowingly made some frivolous choices because; grown. I’m good with those too.
I achieved some of the things I set out to do, others not so much. In my success was God opening doors and nudging me through. In my shortcomings was God holding me up, nudging me to do better. God and the nudging…whew!
Through everything there is coffee: warm, soothing, understanding elixir of joy, coffee. And you. Thank you for being a part of my year, and I hope to see you more in 2020.
Coffee in my left hand, New Year dreams in my right…