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.
Each year, I try to spend a quiet moment reflecting on the last 12 months, what I have been able to accomplish as a mom, bride, friend, CEO of an agency. I try and see where I could have given more of me, where I could have been more quiet in my forceful nature, where I could have shown more love or patience. But for some reason, this year, I feel like I am looking back on all of the pieces of my life and what brought me here, to the person I am today. Maybe it's the blog that is forcing me to think back to the 21 year old I was. The college student that hadn't met Cory yet, hadn't even dreamed of kids, or this career or this life. If all of those things didn't happen, where would I be? What would I be doing? Would I feel this full, would I feel this tired, would I feel this much emotion, would I have found a way to relive a childhood? Looking back that far for some reason brings tears to my eyes because I was in a very dark place. A place I wanted to make about loneliness and dark independence.
Instead, I am here, I am with all of them and I feel the weight of family everyday.