I took a lick and a promise at some of it, and some I flubbed entirely. I am trying to be both honest and kind here.
Children, children. Don’t you ever stop chewing on each other? Don’t you prefer to lay down control over the minutia of the universe?
It means so much to me that Jesus rose – that He is alive with us in the baby snuggles and the new crocuses and the mocha cupcakes.
It was an interesting experiment, but to be honest, that part wasn’t worth it. It made me think and care too much about food.
I had a lovely little idea that February would be the perfect month to focus on intimacy, and then I inherited a newborn baby.
At first, I wondered how to measure this goal. Then I started keeping a list of tiny successes, and it gave me exactly what I was going for.
I learned that what I eat as habit, or in the company of other people, I easily forget to monitor. But also that when I cut in one area…
One of my goals for 2021 is to mark the release of my first book, “Peanut Butter and Dragon Wings: a mother’s search for grace.” Telling you a few things you don’t know about it should be easy – I haven’t told you much.
I needed some focus points for the coming year, to hang my hat and hopes on, and give me something to keep getting out of bed for. You too?
One of my sisters-in-law and I could talk planners all day long. We exchange WhatsApp messages comparing their perks.