When December starts drawing to a close, I generally go back through the year’s posts and spend some time reflecting.
2018 was a busy year, and not like many others before it.
I saw places I didn’t think I’d ever see, I did things I thought I’d never do, and sitting here, preparing to turn the page on a new year, I feel like I lived 2018 to its fullest.
One of the things that I wanted to do this last year was not just write about life, not just read about other peoples’ lives, but to be a more active participant in my own.
I know that might sound strange, but so many times I have felt like I was on the fringes. Looking in at my life from a distance. Not truly living it.
Hubs surprised me last year with a trip to Mobile to watch the Moon Pie Drop on New Year’s Eve. It’s something I had wanted to do forever, and I think making that one change in our normally mediocre NYE experience set the tone for the rest of the year.
I worked harder this last year than I probably have in my life. Tried to learn as much as I could. Become a better professional.
But I played hard too. I’ve tried to get better at separating my work life from my home life, which isn’t easy when everybody has your cell number and you and your spouse work for the same company.
It took a while, but I’m improving in the area of leaving my work at work. When I can.
I took my daughter out of private school and watched her thrive and be happier than I’ve seen her in years, now a homeschooled student.
I taught her, and continue to teach her to drive. She’ll have her license next year and is preparing for experiences that used to seem so far away. And yet here they are, knocking on our door.
I removed myself from Facebook. Maybe my greatest decision of the year. In doing so, I wrote more. I looked at life with different eyes. And I began interacting with people, and not their pages.
I tried, and continue to try, to learn what it means to be a good wife to my husband. I don’t write about our marriage much, but he and I would both agree that it hasn’t been an easy one.
The dynamics of having a blended family are so difficult, yet can be so sweet when it works. And, after 12 years of marriage, I feel more at peace in my relationship than I ever have. Some of it is medication (ha! No seriously…) but some of it is both of us trying to better ourselves in order to be better for each other. I think our efforts are paying off. We wouldn’t be having the conversations we’re having if that wasn’t the case.
2019 promises more changes. Big ones, possibly. And always lots of small ones. But I don’t fear them. I have nervous energy, always, when on the precipice of life decisions. But I don’t have fear.
I always look forward to starting a new year. I love beginnings. Fresh starts. So many times, in years past, I have been anticipating the new just because I was so tired of the old.
This year, I simply have hope for more of the good. Appreciating the difficulties of the past along the way, and how they’ve prepared me and made me better able to handle whatever life dishes out.
I hope to have another post or two up before 2018 officially ends. But in case I don’t, I want to thank you, my readers, friends, fellow writers. My connection to you and with you matters so much to me. I look forward to more of that in the coming year.
I don’t know that 2018 has been a stellar year for my writing, but I will say that what I’ve written has been honest. Authentic. And I appreciate all of you that come along for the ride. Even when it’s garbage.
I hope you each have a pleasant a peaceful end to the year, and I wish you all a happy and prosperous 2019.