The new year

We had a good (and snowy!) holiday season, and I'm looking forward to the new year with some excitement and what I hope is a fresh attitude. There is lots to do, but I'm feeling hopeful. I've begun to jot down ideas about what to think about and pray through with Jeremy for the new year. I hope to get some of those down here in the next week. It may feel a little late for resolutions, but it's only the middle of January!

The concept that has really grabbed me though, is living more intentionally. I know that this is not a new idea, but it certainly has captured my attention in the last few months. (Like Josiah, this idea has grabbed me roughly by my ears and is now sucking on my face. Figuratively, of course.) I imagine that this is partially because Josiah is a bit older, and we are out of the newborn fog. And I've just been realizing how we, Jeremy and I, just kind of float through our days. We wake up exhausted, since both boys are sleep-training. We feel like we barely make it through our days, and then evening is a blur of eating and getting the boys to bed. Then it's cleaning up after our day, and probably includes television as well. We get to bed and think, what was all of that for? How is this living a life of abandon and excitement and joy? It's surviving. And I think there's a place for that with having little kids, of course! But that can't be all, at least not for me. Not anymore.

So I'm trying to think of the things that are most important to me, big picture, and then figuring out how those can be addressed each day. I've had a list for Jeremy and I to work on, but really haven't had time to get to it. I'm determining that this week will be the week.

I don't want to put specifics here, yet, but I will soon. It may be helpful for some of you, perhaps not. Either way is cool. But I need to get them out here, in the open, so that they are more concrete. I need these dreams to feel more real, more substantial. They are not mere daydreams. I believe they are goals to be grasped.