I lost a lot of sleep this year, among other things. I lost material possessions, our business lost income and customers, I lost handfuls of hair, I still can't find my favorite gold earrings. But in light of everything lost, I gained patience, understanding, gratitude and an appreciation for simplicity and for all mothers everywhere. There have been more than a handful of moments when I have questioned if there is any light at the end of this long tunnel. From morning sickness and the surgery in welcoming my son to balancing the effects of a category 4 hurricane, let's face it: 2017 was a bitch. This year has forced me to ask the question: "what really matters?"
What matters is our core. Who we are as our authentic selves. What matters is our family members and friends. What matters is a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. What matters is healthy little ones. Daily smiles. Coffee. Acceptance of the universe's plan. Trust in God's guidance. And likely, more coffee.
As we welcome 2018, I am embracing change. I am setting goals - as a mother, as a career woman, as a wife and as myself. I will drink more water. I will do something for myself each week. I will smile more. I will jump in the ocean on a regular basis. I will aim to instill more balance in my life. I will hug my son daily.
If we imagine ourselves years from now, gray-haired and wrinkled faced, and we look back at the snapshot of our lives, what really mattered? Those are the things we must choose to focus on, to nourish and to maintain with balance day-to-day.
Bring it on 2018. I'm ready for you.