I’m blowing out 36 candles today. Actually, I probably won’t blow out anymore than one, but you get the point.
You will heal. I will help.
I promised myself the year of Intention in 2019, and I am over-the-moon excited that I have stuck to it like glue. You’ll see via this January 2019 catch up over bone broth.
It’s not only time for the December 2018 Bone Broth Chat, but it’s also the very last day of 2018. Doesn’t even seem real. It’s currently 4:22 am. I sit here with some great coffee and am filled with gratitude for all that this year brought. One last post to round out this year before I share my 2019 Vision Board, goals and thoughts tomorrow.
I’ve been thinking on my one word for quite some time now. Initially it was actually three words. But as I sat down to create my 2019 bullet journal yesterday, it all became clear that one word was all I truly needed. Intention is where I landed.
Yesterday during a massage, the masseuse asked me, “You’ve been here almost a year now, right?” I replied, “Yes. Exactly one year tomorrow (today).” She asked, “Have any regrets about moving back to Minnesota?” Without giving it a single thought, I said, “No regrets, and absolutely zero things to regret about making the move from California to Minnesota.”
You know what happens after you adopt a child? If you never have, you might not. So I’ll tell you. You completely forget that you did not make, carry that child for 9 months in your belly and then deliver the beautiful soul.
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