I’ve tried to write this blog for a while. I knew my 2017 word would be “breathe” around November of 2016. However, I wasn’t sure why or how or what it even meant.
For 2016, my word was “faithful.” Not solely for me to be faithful in all that I did, but God would continually, time after time, show Himself faithful. He did and still does.
2017 is already becoming a year of difficult decisions. I’ve been faced with job opportunities that I shouldn’t turn down but might. Or where I’m going to live once my lease is up. Do we stay in this expensive, yet incredibly beautiful apartment? Or do we compromise and find something cheaper, yet probably not as gorgeous? Do I take the new job with a better career path that I could possibly hate? Or do I stay where I love my job and the people I work with and a tad less of a career path? Do I continue to be friends with people from my past because I’m loyal? Or do I cut them off because the relationships could possibly be toxic?
I get so caught up in my thoughts that I freak myself out sometimes. I could easily overthink the smallest situation. I have my anxiety to thank for that. But I often forget to take a moment and breathe.
2017 will not be easy. 2016 wasn’t easy. Neither was 2015. It isn’t a matter of the year and all the things that happen. It’s a matter of doing what you can to make the most out of every situation.
In 2017, I’m taking a step back. I’m smelling the flowers. I’m allowing the wind to come in and mess up my hair. I’m allowing the rain to soak up my shoes. I’m allowing the sun to shine down on me.
It’s easy to forget that it’s a bad day, not a bad life. Breathe. We got this. 2017 is ours for the taking.