2015 began with a slower start than I had planned. Usually, I hurl myself into the new year with renewed vim and vigor and a To-Do List a mile long. My body and mind tingling from the excitement of a new beginning and probably too much caffeine.
But I was sidelined…
Unplugging from most of social media and my blog while my kids were back home from college and grad school, was a struggle at first -just looking at my iPhone made my fingers twitch- but ultimately felt so right. I knew the month they were home would pass quickly and I didn’t want to spend it behind a screen, unless, of course, that screen was a TV and my kids were watching with me.
Occasionally, I went online for a quick fix and saw oodles of new blog posts and status updates, which sometimes left me feeling anxious and unproductive, thinking I should be doing something. I wondered, don’t these people ever sleep or binge-watch TV? Nothing like taking time off to feel like everyone is passing you by…until you remind yourself this is not a race, even if sometimes it feels like one. So I let go of the shoulds.
I’m not going to lie, getting back on blogging track after taking a month-long self-imposed siesta isn’t easy. Every day for a blogger feels like it’s measured in dog years. One month feels like a year! It also makes clicking publish a little harder.
Now that the kids are back in school, far far away, and I’ve been nursing a nasty cold, all I really want to do is catch up on Season 2 of Nashville. Love triangles, backstabbing, sexy southern drawls -all the good stuff!- it’s my guilty pleasure, y’all.
I hope easing my way into 2015 after weeks of
frolicking in the sun and baking cookies deep contemplation allows me to approach the new year more thoughtfully and deliberately, which leads me to New Year’s Resolutions.
Every year I make a list that somewhat resembles the list from the year before. (Hmm…) I also make a One Word Resolution, where I choose one word which sums up how I want to shape my year. Normally, I chose relax or brave, because I’m a worrier and I tend to want to play it safe. (Yes, I know, I’m working on that.)
But life can throw curveballs at you and if you’ve ever seen me try to catch a ball then you know I need all. the. help. I. can. get. This year, more than anything, I want connection and community, and all the warm fuzzy stuff that entails. I want to connect.
What’s your word? I hope you’ll share it with me below.
Whether you hit the ground running or, like me, are still writing 2014 on your checks, I wish for you, my dear readers, a New Year filled with health, happiness, peace and laughter. Thank you for taking this journey with me.