In 2021, I learned that...
My friends are braver and more badass than they realize they are. And they inspire me daily.
Letting intuition inform choices can result in an abundance of sweetness and joy.
When I stop feeling angry and sit with it, I'm mostly afraid things will never go back to before.
But I really don't want before.
I've learned too much to pretend I liked then, better.
I also learned that…
Sometimes change is a permanent state. And I have to embrace this reality.
Home is where my heart is. And changing the world
starts with loving my kids through every bad mood, hard day and long week.
I prefer to be around people who think less from their ego, and more often from a place of collective well-being and humanity.
Listening means not always having a response right away. And that sitting and holding space is an act of great love.
Considering others' perspectives means that even if you don't agree, you seek to understand.
And this is harder than being right.
Finally, I learned that…
And I don’t need to apologize for that.
I’m allowed to have personal boundaries, and people pleasing
interferes with them.
If you find a job you love, not even a pandemic will stop you from enjoying going to work.
My husband is my rock, gives the best hugs and can find a joke suitable for even the worst days.
Dropping secret gifts on people's porches is pretty fun, and sponsoring a family at Christmas can light up the hearts of children who sometimes forget how lucky they are.
And that next year won't be 2020, too.
With fresh new eyes, enhanced gratitude and the promise that even the most menacing of storms passes, eventually.
Right now, I have more than enough to find joy.
That much like my very smart and special neighbour recently said, when aboard the boat during a storm, all one can do is hold the steering wheel and marvel at God's creation.
Happy New Year, lovelies.