2016 – a year of answers

3 366 There are years that ask questions and years that answer. Zora Neale Hurston

There is a famous quote that seems appropriate today:

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.
— Zora Neale Hurston

For me, 2015 was a year that asked questions. I’ve been spending a lot of time wondering about the state of my health. Why have I been spending so much time in bed? Why have I missed or avoided so many social engagements (and not hosted many of my own)?  As a worried David asked me a month or so ago, was I getting sicker? Was I depressed? Or had I just given up on life?

Whatever the cause of my lethargy, are there ways to boost my energy level? If not – and if my energy is so limited – am I using it in the best possible way? Why have I spent so much time sleeping or reading instead of enjoying time with my family? (For that matter, why can I not seem to sleep without taking my phone – ie, my Kindle – to bed with me?)

At the most basic level, what kind of life do I really want to live? In what kind of environment do I want to live it? With whom do I want to share it? What could I accomplish, if I figured out how best to do it and really put my mind to it?

I’m trying to look at all my questions with curiosity, not reproach. (Just in case I am depressed, there’s no point in beating myself up for everything I have failed at over the last year!) But I want 2016 to be a year of answers, a year that shows me who I can be and what I can do.

I mean, it is the year of the big 5-0. The year my only child turns 18. The year I will run my first mile (in April) and my first 5K (in November). I might as well make it a year of exciting self-discovery as well!

3/366: “There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” ~ Zora Neale Hurston ~” by theunquietlibrarianCC BY

Plan #22 – Give all the thanks!

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, everyone!

I’m so, so thankful for so many blessings:

❤️ For David and Quinland and the joy they bring me every single day.

😘 For my entire wonderful family! I’m especially lucky that I’ve still got all my parents. I know so many people who have lost theirs, so I never take this for granted, and I am thankful for every moment I get to spend with them.

😎 For incredible friends: those who are as close as family, those whom I’d like to know better, and those who only know me “virtually.”

🏡 For a roof over our heads (and the ability to repair that roof if we need to).

🍗 For such an abundance of food that I have to worry about my weight.

🏃 For the fact that my health has stayed so good for so long. I definitely have better days and not-so-good ones, but every day that I am walking around is a gift.

📑 For steady employment in a job that gives me the time I need to rest so that I can stay this healthy! The difference between my quality of life now and two years ago is drastic.

👍 For all the people who work all the jobs that make all the good things in my life possible.

And, of course, I am thankful for the God who gives us all of this! May we always show our gratitude by being good stewards of what we’ve been given and by making choices in our lives based on love for others. May that love drive out the fear in our world!

💝 Oh, yeah – I can’t forget how thankful I am for this guy, who loves me unconditionally, constantly wants me in his presence, and always wants to cuddle:



🐾 Happy Thanksgiving, Bonesy! See you on the track bright and early for the Turkey Trot!

Gearing up for November

It’s November 1st. According to David, it’s the first day of the rest of our lives. I like to start life over at Labor Day and New Year’s Day, but David likes to declare a fresh start on a regular basis (i.e., anytime he is frustrated with himself). Mondays, first days of the month, new trimesters at school – all are fair game to be Day One.

But first, I must say farewell to October with its first fallen leaves, first torrential downpours, and Quinland’s 17th birthday. I had the day off on Friday and spent it hauling out all the Halloween decorations. All that effort on the day before Halloween seemed a bit insane, but I have so few holidays left with Quinland being a kid at home that I didn’t want to miss this one.

Happy Halloween

I’m not a fancy decorator by any means (says everyone ever), but I think that bringing out the same stuff year after year is what matters.  Most of it has been around for so long that I have forgotten where it came from. (The tiny pumpkin basket, I know, came with a Bitty Baby Halloween costume – a teddy bear – which was sold on eBay along with tons of other stuff. I had to keep the pumpkin.)

But on to November! It’s going to be a busy month. Quinland has one of the major roles in the school play (which debuts this week) and the NBA season is now in full swing; these two conditions will be perfect for an upcoming visit from Lynette and Joe. The chance to catch the Blazers vs the Spurs and to see Q perform? We couldn’t keep them away if we tried. I need to start preparing for Thanksgiving, the Christmas Shopping Season, and my birthday, all of which are coming up rapidly as well.

To all this I must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of my mind by extensive reading.  (I daresay.) My IKEA-cart-turned-nightstand is all filled up: The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up. Foundation: The History of England from Its Earliest Beginnings to the Tudors. The Probiotics Revolution. Decorate. Organized for Life. Pope Francis. David is ready to read as well: 1001 Albums You Must Hear Before You Die. An assortment of travel books. High Fidelity. I even scored him See a Little Light: The Trail of Rage and Melody, the autobiography of Bob Mould from Sugar and Hüsker Dü, from our local library. I might just read that one first.


The books are not the only thing lined up and ready to go. I have plans. Plans, mind you. This month is going to see a whole host of activity here in my world. Home, health, habits – we’re talking upheaval, in the best possible way. Stay tuned!