Back in my cozy and joyful pad in Chicago, I'm finally - after a frenetic week of work and a long weekend of unpacking, organizing, and decompressing - sifting through my photos and footage from Japan, and flipping through the journal I kept through the end of last year's travels. One stack of pages consists of a list that I'm reproducing below the jump.
I've started to make these lists every New Year's Eve, setting down things/events/people/memories that made the past year a good one. I started this at the end of 2016, without the notion of it being an annual thing, but I've been glad to have the opportunity to make it a ritual of sorts. I'm not much of one for resolutions, but I like reflective New Years Eves more than party-all-the-time ones, so this suits me perfectly and keeps my heart pointed in the right direction. It's a good reminder that a year is a long time, and even my worst years have been packed with joy and goodness. Getting to choose what to focus on, and opting for gratitude, is a good bit of training. Here's hoping, amidst the dark and the snow and the cold, that you're doing the same.
Here, then, for them as wants it, is my 2018 in fragments of happy, grateful memories. Jump to it!
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It felt like a good omen to have the moon hanging over the clouds on the flight to Japan. (With breathless thanks to the flight attendant who made sure I opened my window to look and see.) And SPOILER ALERT it was a good omen, turns out Japan was good guess you can stop reading the blog forever now huh. |