If you read my post last year musing on getting another year older, I claimed a word for the year: hope. The experience of naming something to shape my thoughts, goals, and interactions really helped me to grow, but not get discouraged with falling short. The whole nature of hope is to drive out discouragement and fear and grab hold of the promise of something good!
Who knows if I’ll be posting around my birthday this year. I have a feeling I’ll be pretty busy, so here’s my word for 2015 in lieu of a resolution:
This year, I am striving to be fully present– to my family, friends, coworkers, clients, even strangers– to really show them the value that they share. Beyond that, I hope to be present to the phase I’m in when I’m in it. That starts with these next six weeks: I will be present in these weeks of pregnancy, as much as I’m looking forward to meeting our newest little one. And when he’s here and we’re sleep-deprived and overwhelmed, I’ll be present to the crazy tiny fingers and toes that I’ll be missing a few months later when he starts crawling and talking and loses that baby smell.
Each step of this road has some tough moments, I won’t deny that. But every one has bits to treasure as well, and I don’t want to miss out on those gems just because I was looking forward to the next big thing.
So here’s to 2015…
here’s to being present.