2018 in the books.
2018 was replete with highs and lows. Some more obvious – like our remodel, which was a major low, though we are finally beginning to enjoy the benefits of it. An obvious high – our amazing trip to the east coast this summer.
Other highs and lows we keep close to the heart – too private to broadcast to the world. It’s safe to say that lows are part of the human experience, though Instagram would have us believe otherwise. To be sure, 2018 presented its fair share of heartache and joy.
I would be remiss in putting the year behind me without recording a few poignant lessons learned in the process.
- Toddlers and teenagers are one and the same. Except one is much cuter than the other. Thankfully for my children, I love them both.
- The scriptures continue to be my lifeline. Where would I be without a constant source of truth to pour into my soul to combat the myriad of opinions that bombard from all sides? I am grateful to have them to ground me and remind me what is real and most important.
- Relationships must be nurtured if we want them to last.
- Stress and weight gain go hand in hand.
- The benefits of family meal-time are plentiful and well-documented.
- Experiences are more valuable than things.
- To add to that, things are only valuable if they facilitate experiences, particularly those that involve building relationships.
- I
loveneed naps.
I learned some of these lessons in very painful ways. 2018 was rough. But it could have been worse. One thing for which I am grateful is the perspective that our rough days (months, years) can work together for our good. I am determined to use the stumblings of 2018 for my benefit (while secretly hoping I don’t have to repeat those experiences. Ever again.)
Here’s to a new year!