New Years Eve, 2018.

The normal I’m gonna do…and blah blah..” begins.  Gyms get full with the resolute.  The produce section gets a lot more traffic at the local grocery store.  The rush and wonder of the holiday season fades, and Winter sets in.

I guess I join in on some of that year after year.

I think I’ll be more healthy.  Perhaps lose a few or a lot of these extra pounds that came in.  They came invited though. I mean, I participated in the party.  Maybe I’ll do more of the things. Whatever that means or whatever those things are.

In truth, 2018 taught me some stuff.  If you are being taught, then it’s definitely up to you if you learn.

 

Losing people.  In that were lessons. In their lives were gifts.  In the memories are learned lessons I intend to carry over into tomorrow. All of us end. We end exactly the same. Our lives here, now, at this moment,  is where you actually become.  Not everyone in your life is going to understand you. Not everyone stays.

We lose people, and we gain. The key I think, in all of it, is to be intentional.

If I’m resolved to anything as day 1, of 365 is nearing, it is to be more intentional.

Cultivating and intentionally investing into the relationships around me that matter.  Sometimes you just have to be completely involved in your own life enough to desire to share it. To pause and be in it with things and people that shape who you are.

Be more intentional about listening. Making time to be in that moment,  rather than moving though it.

If you think about it there is actually time. There is time for that lunch. That call. That text, that drink, that dinner, that trip, that letter,  that new top, those new shoes, that laugh, that cry, that job change, that word,  that apology, that moment, and that smile.

There is time to intentionally Love.

With everything,  there is hurt. Pain sometimes. Part of international love is pushing through that, in the end, or even at the end of the day, it matters exactly where you put your intent.

So yes, I’m doing that ” blah blah, New Year” thing too.

Maybe I’ll see you at the gym.

Intentionally.

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Ever stop and think how quick time passes?

Maybe not the clock on the wall, but “life” time. Those 365 days that add up to a year in our lives. We pack a lot into those 365 days.  As I get closer to the end of that last 365 batch, and get ready for a fresh new batch of 365, I think about how it seems you blink, and that time passes.

Decorating for Christmas around the house, brought to mind so many memories and emotions. This year almost everything has new meaning to me. I think about last year at this time, doing the same things, and how much has changed since then.  How quickly it did change.

I was talking with a friend,  and asked the question,  ” why do we do all this?”  Meaning all the preparations and decorating.  She said, ” we do it because it makes us happy in the moment,  and reminds us of a time when we were young, and things were simple.”  I’m honestly not sure that’s a direct quote, but close enough to the sentiment, and absolutely true.  I thought about that conversation as I put something here or there. It did make me happy inside, and reflective of simple things, and easier moments.

I remember the feeling of sitting on the steps as a kid, looking at the presents under the tree. The wonder of it all.  As the batches of the 365 come and go, I remember the faces of my kids waiting on steps to see what Santa brought.  The Christmas plays at church. How my Dad shook his keys to make them sound like sleigh bells on Santa’s sleigh, and we acted like Santa was on the phone with our kids. Putting toys together at 2am, and understanding why my parents were so tired on Christmas morning.

As the new batch of 365 days gets closer, more moments,  more experience,  more Joy’s, more ups, more downs are sure to be in that batch.

The wonder of it all, in this thing we call life, sometimes we wish we could stop time, and hold it where we want. We can’t.  That’s the thing about time. It moves, and we move with it.  The blessing is, if we learn to cherish time with all it gives us, it might seem to slow just enough for us to catch up.

Peace and joy to you, and your new batch of 365.

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