Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on reflect.
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Last year, right around this time, Five Minute Friday picked reflect as the word of the week.
And I wrote about how I sit in quiet each year trying to put all of the pieces of our life together.
That was two years ago and this year, there is so much of me that I broke, so much of my life that I shattered.
2015 was a combo of joy and struggle and love and hate and rising from the ashes and leveling us to our core and
rising again.
2015 was a combo of fear and bravery, loss and moving on, spreading love and negativity.
And I have made a promise to all those around me, that I will rebuild, I will heal.
I will lead differently.
I will be more gentle.
I will be more kind.
I will love so much more.
I will put down my phone.
I will be with my kids.
I will be there.
I will be calm in order to have them find their calm.
I will be silly and fun again.
We will find our childhood again.
I will stop believing that it all starts and ends with me.
I will remember that I have partners everywhere.
I will I will I will.
And, my reflection on the year is one of regret. I feel like I let these precious moments slip through my fingers
all to give worry more fuel for an already growing flame.
When I reflect back on this next part of my life, regret will no longer be welcome in our home, in my heart.
Stop.
