One year ago I sat down and wrote in this space for the first time. Life as I knew it was about to take a huge turn, and we were filled with equal parts stress and hope. Today, nothing in our days looks like we planned then except for the fact that we are all together under one roof. And really, that’s the most important part.
It’s been a lovely year, really, in spite of and maybe because of our setbacks. We’ve met some amazing people, and had many adventures. I’ve been able to focus on being the mama I want to be, and finding a rhythm that works for our little family.
I’m still struggling to define success for myself without basing my criteria on anyone else’s prescribed goals and benchmarks. I have to remind myself that balance is the keyword, and when looked at with a critical eye, we are truly achieving balance on a daily basis: neither of us waste hours on commuting, we are all home for dinner six nights out of the week, and we are enjoying more flexibility in our schedule than ever before. We have so much going for us, and yet I still get frustrated sometimes at our seeming inability to attain that pesky American Dream, even if we don’t really want it. It would be nice to feel like we’re getting “ahead.” I don’t see how I could possibly be alone in that.
It has been a year of adjustment and revision, of leaving my comfort zone in the dust and finding a new little place to settle into to be more fully myself. I’m finding my voice again, and have been gratified to receive your notes of enjoyment and encouragement here.
As I mark this first anniversary, and make some internal evaluations, could I ask a favor of you? Leave me a comment below. Let me know why you join me in this space, and why our adventure speaks to you. If you’re so inspired, if there’s a post that has spoken to you over the past year, would you share it with your friends in some way?
Thank you for being here, and for joining us on this wild ride. I am grateful for you.