The Best of 2013

Looking back on my little blog this year, my writing felt just as disappointing as my year did. I didn't write as much.  I couldn't write as much - I have a new baby, and a new job and then issues surfaced and left me aware of my need to get care and help for myself again.  Words didn't flow as easily this year as they have in the past either.  Yet, there were a few stories told, happenings that I want to remember and things written, that made 2013 what it was. 

On trusting

On taking a risk

On letting others see my messy

On a cute nursery

On a baby born in February

On selling my house

On a God who gives and takes away and gives again

On not loving Mother's Day

On a Spiderman Party

On being broken

On true friendship

On making sweet rice

On not running a marathon and showing up anyway

On tears cried in December

On new years and being kind and not being a "new" me

2013 will be remembered as the year that we risked and that we dreamed.   It will be remembered as the year that we trusted God in big and bold ways.  It will be the year our second son was born.  That our patience and wills and hearts and bodies were tested and exhausted every day.  This will be the year that we will remember disappointment, frustration and struggles.  

But it will also be the year we remember intimacy and fellowship.  True community and God's miraculous ways of making things happen and unfold.  

2013 was an adventure.  A heartbreaking one, a rich one, and mostly, a memorable one.  While part of my heart looks to the new year with a bit of hesitation of what will unfold for us, as with any fresh start or new beginning, I hold hope.  It reigns in my heart.  

Happy New Year friends.