A friend Marco Polo’d me and said, “I’m not gonna ask about your Christmas, because I read your blog!” Sometimes I forget that people actually read what’s poured out here, and I’m not really just talking to myself. 😂

I’m happy to be standing in a new year, but I haven’t done a very good job with it so far, or, maybe that’s the problem. I’ve been doing too much within my jobs, and not nearly enough for Barb. I don’t hit the ground running anymore and wake up early to ease into the day. The first 3 days of the new year I was curating my morning routine, by asking God to show me how to start my day. What He had planned, instead of what was on my list. It was remarkable and by 10:00 am, I was ready for a shower to start my workday feeling centered and grateful.

Then on Day 4 of the new year it was like all the people came to life and wanted something from my work. By noon I was still wearing my pajamas and writing robe, but writing had ceased. I hadn’t taken my morning walk, meditated, written, or showered and I kept misplacing my cup of coffee.

Life happened and I let it get in the way of living mine.

I’ve been holding this song for you since the beginning of the year. Seated at the end of the day, in my writing room, typing this for both of us…I see grace.

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