quiet
As we drove through Lexington today, two-thirds of the way through our 13 hour trip, snow swirled around the car. My mild, gray&brown winter turned white and very cold.
I'm home now, snow still falling, and I feel myself quieting, a daffodil bulb tucked in for the long night, a bear in hibernation, thinking about what I will be.
Or more specifically, what I will be in 2013.
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It's only been nine months or so since this space took a turn away from the personal {family photos, recipes, a journal of the life of a family} towards the more public {more thoughts, more sharing, more of you} - a change I processed here and here as it was happening.
I've loved the change, and through it I've met some people who truly inspire and encourage me. I've also grown addicted to response, feedback, and approval, though. So as the new year approaches, I want to quiet myself for a bit, think through my motives, intentions, and goals for this space. As the new year approaches, I'm thinking through who I want to be as a writer, a mother, a wife, a teacher, a neighbor, and a friend, and whether those hopes require any change here, or any more purposeful direction.
Will you share your new year's resolutions with me, if you have them?
I'm home now, snow still falling, and I feel myself quieting, a daffodil bulb tucked in for the long night, a bear in hibernation, thinking about what I will be.
Or more specifically, what I will be in 2013.
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It's only been nine months or so since this space took a turn away from the personal {family photos, recipes, a journal of the life of a family} towards the more public {more thoughts, more sharing, more of you} - a change I processed here and here as it was happening.
I've loved the change, and through it I've met some people who truly inspire and encourage me. I've also grown addicted to response, feedback, and approval, though. So as the new year approaches, I want to quiet myself for a bit, think through my motives, intentions, and goals for this space. As the new year approaches, I'm thinking through who I want to be as a writer, a mother, a wife, a teacher, a neighbor, and a friend, and whether those hopes require any change here, or any more purposeful direction.
Will you share your new year's resolutions with me, if you have them?