Friday, January 1, 2016

A Glimpse Of December + A Word For 2016

December 2015
December 2015
Last year around this time, I blogged a hugely long post about my thoughts on Christmas and the New Year. At that point, I was still pregnant with Taylor and I was so, so excited to meet him for the first time (even though I didn’t know he would be a Taylor). The bustle of Christmas was over, yet I was still excited about what was ahead with adding to our little family. Up until last year, I have never been one to have “a word” to describe my year. I didn’t really plan on having one last year but the word “celebrate” lingered with me. I was very much in a celebratory mood over Christmas and going into the New Year, I was determined to celebrate the coming of our new little one and enjoying, celebrating, all the little moments to follow. I don’t know if I did as good a job throughout the year as I intended to do at the beginning. I am fairly certain that I let moments slip by especially when I wasn’t really in the mood to “celebrate”.
December 2015
December 2015
December 2015
December 2015
This year, I want to try again with a new word. It’s the season of change and of new beginnings. For several weeks, I pondered what word I would claim as mine. Mine for the year. A word to try to live up to, to embody throughout the year. For a long while, I kinda thought maybe it would be the word “intentional”. That’s a good word. It’s been floating around a lot on the Internet and social media. Be intentional. Live life in the moment.Who doesn’t want to live like that? The word wasn’t really sticking, however, so I continued to ponder and pray over words. I knew that when I had found the word, it would fit. It would feel so, so right.
December 2015
December 2015
December 2015
It finally came one night as I lay in bed, unable to sleep. My mind started going crazy. I thought about how Jaxon is already two years old and how Taylor is almost one. I thought about how by the time Jaxon was one year old, I had over 1,000 pictures of his first year of life (including unedited, blurry photos) and how Taylor probably didn’t have even half of that (I really have no idea, I haven’t checked). I wondered, did I miss anything? Were there moments that slipped by me unnoticed because I was too rushed or too selfish to think past what I wanted to do myself right then? I admit, I cried into my pillow. I listened to the sound of Jaxon breathing through the baby monitor and I missed those two little boys. I wanted to go in their room, pick them up, and hold them tight, but what level-headed mother does that when both of her babies are sleeping in sweet rest? And just like that, the word dropped into my mind.CHERISH. Cherish.
December 2015
December 2015
Cherish: verb | cher•ish | : to feel or show great love for (someone or something) : to remember or hold (an idea, belief, etc.) in a deeply felt way
December 2015
December 2015
December 2015
December 2015
I want to cherish these moments that have been given to me. These children. This husband. This life. I don’t want to wake in 10 or 20 years and find that my children are grown and my husband is distant all because I didn’t cherish them like I should have. Already this word has been pounding in my head. Cherish, cherish, cherish.
December 2015
December 2015
So that is my word for 2016. I want to write it everywhere as a reminder. I want to live it daily, minute-by-minute. Not just when the moment seems right, or “perfect” but even when I am having a bad day and feeling out of sorts. When I am rushing to get supper made, I want to cherish the moment when Jaxon brings a book for me to read to him. Soon enough, he’ll be reading on his own. I want to cherish the times when Taylor wants to be held because his teeth are hurting him. Soon enough, he’ll be “too big” to be held by Mama. I want to cherish all the moments with Gerry, not to waste them in petty, selfish attitudes.
Here is to the new year and to cherishing those that are closest to us.

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