I feel like such a slacker. Everyone has these awesome or inspirational 2015 Resolution posts to start the year – people going to run marathons or get a degree or recover from an overwhelming loss – and I’m over here all, “Is ‘not die’ a resolution?”
That’s a bit melodramatic, but honestly, it feels like so much of this year is both vague and predetermined that there’s not a whole lot I have control over. We’re moving, but we don’t know where, or even really when. Baby G will turn 1 year old (!) but we most likely won’t even be around any family or friends to celebrate with. Right now, I don’t even know if Doctor Who will still be on Netflix this year.
I suppose I could do the typical things: lose 10 pounds, write a book, whatever. But honestly, my more realistic goals would be things like “sleep for six hours straight.” And even that I have no control over. I was going to stick with something specific and achievable: “Floss every night.” But it’s January 5th, and guess how many times that’s happened? (Sorry, TMI?)
Looking at this year, there already is so much change on the horizon, there doesn’t seem like much point in adding to it. So I think, for me, the thing to do for 2015 is just to enjoy it. Take whatever comes and roll with it. Do the important things, and some fun things. Take pictures and write. Play with the dogs. Make Baby G laugh. Love SoldierMan more. When it (finally) comes out, get the She Reads Truth #365days app. Stop trying and struggling and working. Just, be.
So, yeah, that.
I don’t have a post for our trip home or specifically for Christmas. Flying with a baby meant leaving some things behind, like my camera, so I didn’t get too many pictures. But here’s a video of Baby G opening a present. She was very excited.