Another Year Around the Sun

Today is the day. A birthday. Not a special birthday. Not 35 and not 40. Not monumental. Just 37. And if I’m being completely honest, I’m not feeling it. I’m in a funk. I’ve had a lot going on so maybe I am ready for a routine again. Who knows what the cause of my funk is, but it’s not my cup of tea. I’ve had a lot of medical issues in the last few months and that isn’t helping. I have learned I don’t handle stress well and as a result of stress and ibuprofen for my knee have been dealing with numerous ulcers. No fun.

As I start another year around the sun, I can’t help but think about what I am going to do with the next 365 days that I pray God gives me. So I’m going to write my thoughts here to hold myself accountable.

1. Find joy in each and every day. Even the really busy, crazy ones.

2. Commit to not taking my stress out on the ones I love the most.

3. Work to find stress relievers. Practice better self-care.

4. Spend more time in conversation with friends.

5. Spend more time actually with friends.

6. Worry less about friendships that once were.

7. Spend more time in the community.

8. Focus on a better sleep schedule.

I am so excited to see what the next 365 days bring. I’m just a few short weeks we will go from a family of 5 to a family of 6. The beginning of August will be here quickly and as a family we are so excited to meet our exchange student in person. Just one more trip away before that happens.

Maybe after all these trips and vacations I will be back in a routine and find my way out of this funk. For now I am going to attempt to make the days count instead of counting the days.

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