ah, the magic, magic holidays. so much to be grateful for around the season, be it my super amazing family with its uncomplicated relationships, my own magical uncomplicated relationship approaching its one-year(!) mark, the new addition to our lil fam with his own goofy, needy, perfect magic, or my super-fun-challenging new job with its super-fun-challenging challenges. there are trips to look forward to, amazing gifts to enjoy, and so many german sweets to eat it’s downright daunting. there’s a nye party to dress up the house, person, and hair for, friends to celebrate a new year with.
and to reflect … what a freakin’ year. what a year to be grateful for.
my baby girl, my ride-or-die, my pup soulmate left this earth in stubborn style, old-lady zoomin’ until the very end.
my torn achilles healed.
i played football again, and volleyball and lifted and did yoga and pilates and skiied.
the love i found in vulnerability continues to push me to be vulnerable every day
and that love makes my life more full than i ever imagined another human could
i chose to leave the safest, most nourishing role and boss I’ve ever had
and am already so grateful for the opportunity to stretch my wings and leadership
i went to mexico four times!
the marriage certificate trio loves the fourth … could I even have dreamed this would happen?
this picture captures what i am most looking forward to in 2023 … my Handsome Helpful Humanitarian Warrior replaced my closet carpet (nali’s) with wood and it looks awesome. bob approves. the way the guy continues to show up for me … unbelievable.
do i hope to post a whole 2022 recap? of course.
will i? who knows (i’ll try, it’s worth doing).
do i hope to capture how amazing, full, happy my life is, was, this year?
one could only hope.