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2012 // wrap up

Wow. It’s been 4 months exactly since I posted last. I think that officially makes me the worst blogger ever. I’ve said it before (and I better not say it ever again!) but I have got to get better at keeping up with things around here. Who knew one extra kiddo would take up so much time!?

It is a little surreal that today is the very last day of 2012. I remember exactly a year ago, I was very pregnant, ready to be done and could. not. wait. for 2012. It was sure to be the best yet! Well, it was a good one, but it was also extremely tough. I have grown a lot and learned about who I am. Maybe a little more than I would have liked. I gave myself a lot of labels- some not so flattering Рand at the beginning of this new year, I have decided to free myself of all those labels. Free from the self doubting, self deprecating and also the ones that freed me from responsibility.

It’s time to lighten up on needing to be a perfectionist and crack down on being a procrastinator. I recently started being obsessed with, I mean, reading Elise Blaha Cripe’s blog. Holy inspiration. If you could bottle up creativity, her name would be on the label. As I started reading through the pages (and pages) of her blog, I kept thinking, why don’t I do more of this? Why do I let ideas form and then die before I even attempt them? Why do I automatically assume Failure? Why do I continue to *find* my style when it’s right in front me?

Another amazing idea for 2013, one that originated from Ali Edwards, is called One Little Word. Each year, you have one word that will sum up your year. Your word is supposed to find you. It will make sense for you and you alone and may mean something you’ve always wanted to do, a habit you need to break- or make! – or a new mindset. When the hubs and I were driving up to Lincoln this last weekend and I was reading through the blog post, my mind went through a lot of different words, Believe, Love, Create. Each one could be something great for me, but none of them felt right. Then I looked down at my arm. There on my bracelet and my fairly new tattoo, Just. Just is my word for 2012. Just start. Just go. Just believe in yourself. Just follow your heart. Just Love.

Just do all the things I’ve been wanting to do, no more excuses.

So without further ado, let’s get on to 12 in ’12

 

So long 2012, it’s been real.

 

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