This week, the one sandwiched between Christmas and New Year’s, happens to be my favorite week of the year.
Why, you ask? Because the Christmas season always gives me long lasting warm fuzzies. I’ve rested, laughed, played, ate well, got new things to enjoy. I’ve gotten to speak to the people I love the most (by phone or video chat). There’s no more frenzied planning for another year. NYE is a week away, so that’s something to look forward to, even if Hubs and I have no major plans. Work is more chill too.
Essentially, I’m more relaxed during this particular week. I feel more thoughtful, more grateful for the sweet life Hubs and I have created over the past 30 ish years. My head is in a space where I’m contemplating the future; though with no great sense of urgency. I’m kicked back, fuzzy socked feet upon our coffee table, relishing the present and pondering the future.
Side note: the pic above reminds me of a a hilarious Christmas post I’m still laughing about. Funniest line: “I told you those would confuse her, Judy”.
This pondering includes what my New Year’s
resolutions intentions might be. The intentions I may have for this great blogging adventure I embarked on almost two years ago (I must refrain from over-analyzing the “dud” posts I’ve penned in that time which very well may have kept me from having more followers). The intentions I have for my personal life (staying in better touch with friends and family near and far, the myriad of home improvement projects Hubs and I want to make, travel-both in the U.S. and abroad, and of course, like every other slob out there, losing a good 10 lbs, give or take). The intentions I have in my work life (improve communication, my organizational skills, increase my education on such things as aging and food insecurity in the U.S.). My intentions re: my spiritual journey (how I can better live out my faith and follow Jesus’ examples).
Note that I am not calling any of the above “resolutions”. That simply puts too much pressure on me. The term is too concrete, too demanding to be part of my inner vernacular. If 2018 has taught me anything, it is that life is gonna do what life is gonna do. Curveballs will occur. Jobs may change, people will die, unexpected setbacks will emerge. That’s the deal, folks. Like it or lump it, as they say.
My primary objective, “intention”, if you will, for this one glorious week, is to reflect. And come out swinging in the new year.
How about you, folks?
*Photo above courtesy of Pexels
7 thoughts on “My Favorite Week of the Year”
Oh hey, this is my favorite week too! Especially since I’m married to a pastor, this week is relaxing for both of us and we take full advantage of it. 🙂
That makes sense! May your week be full of rest, good wine, and meaningful moments with the people in your life.
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Reflection is an excellent resolution. Enjoy your magic week!
Thank you! Like how referred to it as my “magic week”. Has a sweet ring to it 🙂
I love this week too. I like to use it to get my thoughts organized and ready to start the new year.
Exactly! It’s the best 🙂 Thanks for your comment!