Happy 2017 friends.
Here’s the thing. I didn’t despise 2016 like some did. It is the year I became a mother. It was the longest-shortest year in which I lived a thousand lives and died a thousand different deaths. But it wasn’t an peaceful year either. I didn’t have an “easy” baby. Nearly all of our appliances (and one car) died. I got some moles removed and biopsied and I got mastitis twice. So I think it is okay to say I am tired.
When I was at yoga the other day, the instructor was extolling the virtues of letting things go that do not serve us.
Here’s the thing. I have let everything go this year and most of it has not been by choice. Running? Let go. My body? No longer mine, nor will it be for the forseeable future. Sleep. Quiet time. Friendships. I have no intention to “let” anything else go because if I am going to be so honest, I am tired of having things taken from me. When I was writing in the 365 day-five year journal I received before Critter was born, I remarked in response to one of the prompts that I was quite impressed by how much less I need in my current existence to survive/have some level of enjoyment and enthusiasm in my life/keep growing.
All of this is to say that I feel like I haven’t had a lot to say in the last two weeks and when I think about what I want to write or share with you all, I don’t even know where to begin. Right now my “lifestyle” blog feels more like notes from a ship’s logbook. End dispatch.
I have no resolutions and I have no “Intentions” because this is what my life looks like right now.
I have no idea what to promise you all for 2017. I’ll keep posting what we eat because the Friday Food Round-Up! is something I have loved to do. I’m sure there will be some updates on our finances and what that looks like with buying and selling a house. And of course the odd missive about our boy baby who is soon to advance to the next level of big boy. After that, it’s all a mystery.
If you’re still reading, thank you for coming along for the ride so far. I hope your 2017 is a beautiful one.