If you would have told me at the beginning of this year what 2018 would look like, I probably would have laughed. If you would have told me how much my regular schedule would be thrown off and how behind I would get with everything, I would have raised my eyebrows and carefully refused to argue. Because, ya know, I’m all nice and humble like that.
But being off schedule? Blogging only once a week? Forgoing goals? Deciding not to run the half marathon? Goodness people, do you even know who you’re talking to? I am the queen of being on top of things – of setting goals and sticking to them. Of deciding what needs to be done and then doing just that. We can pretty much just say I’m used to having things under control.
Until I don’t.
This year has been wonderful, but it’s also been one of the most challenging of my life. This year has been memory-filled, but it’s also been a struggling-to-stay-on-top-of-anything (notice, I didn’t say everything), kind of year. This year I’m getting the delightful privilege of getting two new brothers-in-law within five weeks of each other, and I’m also getting that “this helps me to stay humble” perspective of having to let go of my expectations.
This year is the one I dreamed about as a child, but now that reality has hit, I’ve realized how woefully unprepared I actually was for it. But do you know what? This year has still been epic. It’s been beautiful. It’s been full of growth. This year has been amazing, and I’m excited to think that it’s only going to get better.