2016. As I mentioned last week I’ve decided to find one word to place over this coming year and I’ve settled on:
I love fresh starts: journals filled only with empty pages, New Year’s resolutions, the first day of school, second chances (and twenty-second ones), early morning walks in the crisp air… It’s the continuing on with things, especially once I’ve made mistakes, that I find difficult.
That, dear readers, is where you come in. I ask you to walk this journey with me, to hold me accountable, to encourage and inspire me when I feel like giving up. This is the beauty of community.