At the end of a year I like to write down high/low moments and then a list of goals for the following year. Not so much resolutions, but something to work towards. I've been journaling about this thought with our big boys this week also. Writing a Christmas letter always gets the ball rolling.
I have a strong dislike for odd numbers. So I am quite happy to be back in even number year territory again!
Winter/Spring was probably my worst homeschooling time. I felt like a constant failure, I was coming to grips with ADHD being very real for our family. I was learning how to cope with outbursts and wild energy. I was learning that me yelling was not helping the situation, ANY situation for that matter. The winter was long with my husband coaching basketball.
The spring brought running. Buying running shoes for my boys so we could run together. I had no idea how awesome this would be. I am really bummed that we didn't keep it up. I told Turner that this year, we are going to run a race together. We connected out on runs in the morning. I honestly would've stayed snuggled in my bed next to Sam if it weren't for him running it all dressed ready to go. I was surprised that he was my natural runner, the one that battles asthma. We held hands on our runs and talked, when we could. I can't help but smile just thinking back to those precious moments I shared with him, while we were both learning and experiencing growing pains as God worked to mold us to be more like Him!
I learned to let go and just roll with the punches. I have always been so uptight and one to hold a grudge. I really focused this last year on letting go. Forgiving. Saying it over and over and over again, "I forgive, I forgive, I forgive." I kept practicing until my thick noggin caught on. Forgiveness and letting go seem to go hand in hand. A lesson that I will continue to work on!
I felt such distance from God this year and I had a friend whip me into shape. Thankful. Thankful for people that I can be real with and who step up and tell me to get with the program.
Felt the heartache of friendship lost. I still feel the void.
I watched my oldest rely unwavering on the Lord. It was moving to say the least. And I still look back at the moment and praise God for the blessing that he is to our family. I often tell Sam that I feel like the kids teach us far more than what I teach them!
Sam and I grew so much closer over the last year. In the midst of struggle within our family, our bond strengthened. And I so thankful for that man!
I love looking back on the year and rejoicing at all that God has done, because really... hindsight is 20/20 and I may not understand it all at the time but looking back, it all clicks!
Next up...some goals for this year. :)