Once again, I’m borrowing Vicki’s idea (Thank you, Vicki!) for an end of year post. The idea is to share the first line or so of the first blog post of each month and a favorite photo (or two) from that month’s posts. The words and photos are most likely not related.
The view from my journaling seat this morning … all the important things are right in front of me. There is daylight peeking though the blinds because I was there a little later this morning.
I’m happy to report that Holly and Marc are both finally feeling more like themselves today … and me, well, I was glad to find myself in a favorite spot dark early this morning with a new view to three of my favorite people.
Many of you saw the news I shared on Instagram (and oh my goodness, the comments, texts and emails have been lovely, overwhelming, and most welcome) … we said Goodbye to Holly yesterday morning.
I love Fridays and a month with five of them is going to be a favorite even if it starts out with a yellow layer of pine pollen, and includes that ominous Taxes Due date.
I started this book yesterday morning – reading the Foreword written by Borg’s widow Marianne and the Afterword written by Barbara Brown Taylor. I filled up several pages in my journal taking notes. Paying attention to the awe and wonder that fills our days feels like the perfect attitude for May.
I’m playing a bit of catchup today (and likely for a few more days) because my June started like this … two days at the lake house my mom has rented for the holiday week.
Thinking about … my people, our stuff, and place. I’ve spent much of the past four days helping Katie re-settle her people and stuff and into a new place.
I’m home! not necessarily on east coast time, not at all settled, and still – I’m sitting at my desk, seeing the butterfly bush out the window, hearing golf on the TV in the room behind me. home.
I saw this season tagged #thebermonths and I am here for all 122 days of it. Here in Atlanta we are easing into our best season – starting to think about turning off the A/C and opening up the windows (and not having to worry about that pine pollen making a mess of everything like it does in the spring) and seeing the first glimpses of changing colors.
In this brief period of calm before the puppy arrives, I’ve been settling into the new season.
Again, it’s been a minute … and 30 days since Lucy came home with me. We are still settling in and practicing being present.
I didn’t even mind the freezing temperatures this morning since Lucy looks so festive in her red polar fleece (and it fits her perfectly right now).
This post is such a treat to compile – not only because it’s easy (I love how WordPress neatly organizes things by month), but also because it’s a helpful way to review the year (and since I don’t blog too often, it doesn’t take too long to read through all the posts!). I’d forgotten many of the details … and some of it is much better than I remember right now. I’m especially grateful to all the family and friends who are part of my story. thank you.
Also, very grateful there are five Fridays in December so I’ll be back tomorrow with one last post for 2022.