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Now onto 2018.

January 1, 2018

I feel like with the end of a year must come an end of the year post. It feels like 2017 is the end of a season, a season that in all realness I was ready for the end of. 


My word that I used as a lens to see 2017 through was the word trust. I have been choosing a word for each year for the past eight years. Each year my word has taken shape in different ways, teaching me new perspectives as I go. This was a year of trust. I felt like I nearly dragged myself to the finish of 2017. The first two months of 2017 I spent without a job. Mitchell pushed through a very difficult last semester of nursing school. Two of our three cat children had major emergency surgeries in the last quarter of the year. We thought we were going to loose our cat, Finch, on Christmas. It has been an emotionally and financially outputting year. 


But there were many glorious parts of 2017 that I must look back on as well. 


Mitchell graduated nursing school. I began my masters in wine education. We moved! We both began new jobs. We traveled, laughed, and learned. 


It has been quite the year. 


However, I am welcoming in 2018 with wide open arms. My prayers for this year is that it will be a season of hopeful rest. We spent last night party hoping and then welcoming in the New Year in Chapel Hill with some friends who got engaged minutes before the clock struck twelve. Mitchell was running around wildly with a massive party hat on his head, blowing one of those celebratory whistles over and over. I laughed. I can only hope that 2018 will be more carefree and filled with laughter amongst the people I love. 


To 2018, drink something classy or, you know, lots of coffee. 




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