Okay! I’ve got it. It actually landed with me a few weeks’ back, but it seemed too simple, so I batted it away.
But I’ve decided to stop shoving the word away and just embrace it: enjoy.
We moved to this island after one of the toughest periods in my life: I was tired out, grieving and hugely unsettled.
Shortly after moving here, I remember standing on the beach and sensing that this place would unwind me – and it has done just that, beautifully.
My new normal is simple, largely shop and internet-less and incredibly unglamorous. But it’s doing me so much good.
After a few years of what felt like a struggle to stay afloat, it feels like it might be time to stand back and enjoy the roses.
It’s time to read more…
… and take more listening walks.
It’s time to enjoy sociability when I can…
… and enjoy introverting when I can’t.
It’s time to enjoy feeling good about my choices…
… and to enjoy my domestic work.
In short, it’s time to really enjoy the small things.
It’s time to enjoy having reached my creative goals…
… as well as finding a form of creativity that I still feel all honeymoon-y about!
I don’t know what 2019 will bring.
But rather than worry about what I can’t change, I plan to sit in the right now of each moment and look for what is right there to be enjoyed, however simple or small.
It’s like God’s given me a present and all that’s required is that I unwrap it and grin.