Today I woke up to the start of a new year. I love January 1st because it's the ultimate reset button for ending the previous year. The good, the bad, and the ugly. And 2020 was one of those years where there was plenty of all three.
The good. I got to spend the last 6 months with my husband, 2 boys, and my parents. We did some RV living for a bit; traveling around Florida, Georgia, North Carolina, and South Carolina. We settled in a little town and found a fixer upper to call home and a good church family.
I have been able to spend LOTS of time....
.... with the hubby since he hasn't had a 9-5 since June. We saved up money ahead of time knowing we were going to move out of state. Which, thank you Lord for preparing us ahead of time, because the bad came a few months before the official move. Covid 19.
The country was practically shut down. Hours were cut back. Many lost their jobs. Lives were forever changed. And, like many, I lost a couple of loved ones along the way. Johnny, my Uncle, died from Covid complications. He was a great man. One of those guys that you could just look at and know that he had joy. Spend a day with him and you knew it was because he knew the author of joy himself.
Then, soon after, one of my closest friends Anne died. She was a lot older than me. One of my spiritual momma's you could say. I learned a lot from her. She inspired me every time we were together. She had been through a lot in her years and had learned to embrace who she was and enjoy life. She surrounded herself with things she loved. Her house was a safe haven for me and she will be missed here on earth by many.
And then there's the ugly. Those of you who know me know that I can be hard to deal with sometimes :) but only sometimes, otherwise you know I'm pretty awesome! I had a few health issues arise in 2020. Hyperthyroidism (which is where your body produces too much thyroxine hormone) and Hypercapnia (which is too much carbon dioxide in your blood). It basically made me a little moodier than normal, tired, and impatient.
I hate meds, so of course I've just been doing my own thing to keep it under control. One of those things is fasting. Which at first isn't great for those around me because I tend to get hangry! For those of you who don't know, it is where your body literally gets angry because it's hungry. Low blood sugar I guess. It doesn't last long thank goodness. But the transition can be ugly!
So, 2021 is officially here! And I'm not the only one who is especially excited for the new year I'm sure. Unlike some, I enjoy new years resolutions. I'm never perfect at them (surprise, I'm human), but I do find that they help. You can't hit a target you aren't aiming for. This year, one of the things I want to do is journal more. Hence, the blog.
My husband spent most of 2020 conversing with the National Guard, then the Army, and now the Navy. Going to MEPS (Military Entrance Processing Station), taking the ASVAB, which stands for the Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery (twice - once online and then again in person). Hours of his life studying and taking test. I didn't envy him in the least. Hours of traveling back and forth to MEPS and recruiting offices.
Well, next week he is suppose to officially find out if he is getting into the Navy or not. He's excited, nervous, anxious. Me too, I guess. He wants to get in. So, I want him to get in. We both made the mistake of spending WAY too much money on our college educations. So the Navy would not only help him pay for his, it would allow him to be proud of what he does. Which would bring a smile to my face, even though I know it won't be easy. I enjoy traveling, seeing new places, and conquering new "mountains" in life. It's the only way you can help others do the same I suppose.
All of that to say, journaling will help us stay connected as a couple. He'll be able to read my thoughts and know how I am. I'm hoping he'll learn to journal as well. He is a typical man who doesn't communicate very much. It will also, I hope, help you, the reader of my blog. To 2021, the mountains, the valleys, and everything in between.
YOU CAN'T HIT A TARGET YOU AREN'T AIMING FOR