Last week Michael and I went to North Carolina for a few days to celebrate the wedding of two dear friends. It was my first time away from both boys, and it turned out to be just enough time to recharge our marriage, get some much needed sleep, and realize how much my family fills my heart. What's the saying, distance makes the heart grow fonder? Maybe there's some truth to that, or maybe just for me. But, for sure, after a couple nights away I was ready to hear Connor's laugh and give Ry a big hug. Those boys are something special.
On our way home from North Carolina, Michael and I talked through our year. My goal in 2016 is to be more intentional, and specifically more intentional about our time and our money. I want to plan things purposely and follow through. There's certainly a time for spontaneity, but this year I feel the call to be a little more thoughtful. So we talked through what that would look like for us, where we will give and take—and when we will rest and play, too.
Something felt right yesterday, walking through the city, breathing in the cool air, brisk wind rushing past me. It felt good to get back in step. We're out with the Christmas decorations, in with the cooler temps, and back to the routine. I've always been one for change and new beginnings, and though part of me feels a little shocked by January's arrival, I do welcome the new year, and I'm happy to get this fresh start. Wishing you bright beginnings and peace, in these early days ahead.