It’s the last day of the year. The eleventh hour of the calendar. The day we all try to focus in on what matters in our lives as we prepare for the next 365 days. I haven’t been here to write anything in many weeks. I think it stemmed from playing catch up after the move, and that I was left wanting to just be still. I’m not sure how much of that stillness I’ve experienced. A wee bit of paralysis, perhaps, but stillness not so much. I am pretty certain at the end of 2012 we had some incredible expectations and dreams ahead of us. Not that I remember any of them, but I’m relatively certain that most of them drifted off to sea many weeks or months ago and the others are simply out of reach, no matter how desperately we’ve grasped at them.
This year has been far from anything we could have predicted as we transitioned to our city and all the changes that came with that.
In 2013 I…
truly settled into my studio back in Murray and made it the perfect little space for my business.
taught a little workshop for ladies learning their cameras with my best photographer friend in that studio.
snuggled a TON of really cute babies in that studio and made friends with some of their parents.
got rid of tv. best decision.
enjoyed far too few but still just as sweet good times with friends.
celebrated two years of my husband being cancer free.
thought about moving our whole lives into some ridiculous roadtrip adventure which clearly did not happen.
watched an entire community grieve the loss of one of the kindest, most authentic souls to ever walk this earth.
celebrated the first birthday of my best friend’s twin girls.
saw Bob Dylan in concert with my hubs and brother. Which was not all it was cracked up to be, but makes a great bucket list item. 😉
shot a gun for the first time. Clearly I don’t belong in the bluegrass.
watched my dear friend embark on the most incredible journey of adoption.
watched my husband finally get a guitar worthy of his incredible talents and subsequently watch him fall in love with playing again.
enjoyed a summer full of flowers on my back deck.
endured a summer without my husband at home after he moved for his new job.
celebrated getting past the quarter-century mark.
spent a lot of time packing up our lives in Murray, most begrudgingly.
looked at a lot of houses. Didn’t buy a house.
sold our house a mere 5 days after listing it.
suddenly found myself more in love with the little town I never wanted to live in in the first place.
packed up my perfect little studio and finished packing my house.
went on a wonderful, much needed beach vacation with my hubs and family.
finally moved. Into a rental. And finally got to sleep beside my husband again at night.
celebrated three incredible, incredibly trying, and indescribably wonderful years of marriage.
experienced loss & grief for things yet unknown and discovered what powerful catalysts those can be.
did a terrible job of celebrating my husband and his 30 years on this earth. Thankful he loves me anyway.
cried some terribly painful tears in solitude.
learned that my oldest friend I ever remember knowing will be getting married this year. We’re getting old.
embraced my new city as best as I know how. It’s home for now.
taken lots of photos of some really awesome people.
started a new journey with my husband as we go into another year.
learned that circumstances in life should never trump the condition of my heart.
It’s been a bountiful year, in so many ways. In the last few weeks of the year I think I’ve mostly tried to find peace and comforts in the unknowns. God is working in our lives and I know His hands are but a breath away in the hard times and in the good times, our joy is also His joy. I can only imagine the things in store for the coming year. I truly hope that I can focus on building a much more intentional life, one that I’m proud of, and at peace with. I hope that some mighty prayers are answered. I hope I learn to enjoy the present in a way that I’ve never experienced before. I hope it’s a year of great adventure with my favorite companion by my side. If 2014 is anything like this past year, I’m sure I’ll have my work cut out for me. Here’s to jumping in, getting messy, and enjoying the ride.