I didn’t make any New Year’s Resolutions this year. I had dreams, goals and hopes and I even wrote some of them down, but not as a MUST-DO resolution. It’s not because I don’t like a list – I love a list. I just tend to be very disappointed when I miss the mark, and it can cause me to just shut down and give up. I didn’t want to shut down anymore, so I decided to do something different this year.
I gave myself permission to just keep trying. I gave myself permission to fail, and I gave myself grace in the process. I decided to not quit. I was excited and moving in a good direction.
I wanted to lose weight.
I wanted to be healthy.
I wanted to write.
I wanted to spend quality time with my kids and husband.
I wanted to go deeper in my faith with Jesus.
And then, without warning, my world was shaken. I was out of sorts and afraid.