Last year, I resolved distinctly not to resolve to anything.
We were right in the midst of life swiftly and quite effectively kicking our
butts in one of the hardest seasons of our lives. I just wanted to survive it
and someday be past it. I think maybe we finally are, but it took most of 2012
to get there.
Looking toward 2013 is new and exciting and different. I
pray that it’s a year of growth, of peace, and of joy. I’d like to leave a few
pounds behind, eat a few more salads (although I tend to oppress the health
benefits with piles of cheese and dressing and all the reasons those aforementioned
pounds are sticking around), organize the piles I shove in bins and boxes when
I’m trying to clean and don’t have enough time to do it.
I want to cherish today. I really want to take more pictures
and capture and remember my precious children just as they are now. I have to
start writing down more of what Carter says, because those gems are too
precious to forget. I want to cherish my time in the Word. I want to actually
go on dates with my husband, something we didn’t do nearly enough of in 2012, and
cherish our marriage. I want to cherish our friendships and the family we have
in our lives.
I guess that’s my word for 2013. Cherish. Cherish means to
hold dear and love, but it also means to care for. There’s an element of
intention, a responsibility.
And I’m just going to pretend like Madonna didn’t ruin that
word for all of time.
