As 2018 winds down, I sit in my newly cleaned “mommy room”, sipping on coffee, watching Titanic (“to making it count…”. How apropos, huh?) and I’m grateful to have a moment to reflect on the year.
I won’t lie. 2018 had it’s share of rough moments. Coming out of 2017 was a rough point for me personally. I felt spread thin, stressed out and disconnected. Going into the first week of the year was one of the hardest in our family. If this year has proven anything, it’s that we are resilient. We are strong. When things were particularly hard, we had each other.
From the beginning of 2018, I knew I wanted to pour my heart into my family. Seems like that would be simple enough, right? Of course the family was a priority. But life pulls you in different directions & family can be pushed to the side for another 10, 20, 30 minutes. Then you realize that you lost that time and you can’t get it back.
I started to let things go. I said no to extra work. I said yes to more play time and I made sure that I was present in every experience we had together.
It paid me back in spades. While the year was spotted with moments of sadness, the happy times outshined them all.
This year took our family to the blue seas of the Mediterranean. It saw me at my healthiest & strongest. Quiet moments at home or the sun on our faces, through it all we were together.
Not a bad way to end the year. I am ready to take the lessons of 2018 and face new challenges, new goals and new adventures in 2019. How about you?
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