It's a new year. Doesn't that feel so good?
The beginning of a new year always seems to be full of so much hope and clarity. It's an opportunity to begin again. Start over. Do things differently.
We charge into January with so much intention, so much motivation, so much gusto.
A brand new year. An opportunity to do things differently, to begin again.
I hope you remember in this coming year that:
It’s ok to not be perfect because when you can accept that you are imperfect you will finally realize you are perfect just the way you are.
It's Christmas morning, about 6:30am and I'm curled up all cozy in my bed, Rocky sleeping next to me with his head resting close to my hip. His breathing is heavy as little snores escape his snout. You'd think he was in a deep sleep but every few moments, he pops his head up and looks at me as if to ask, "Now mom? Is it time now?"