“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
Last week a co-worker and friend from my past visited us for a few days. Ellen Morris and her husband, Fred, stopped for a few days as they made their way to South Texas. It was a treat to get my Iowa fix and catch up on what was happening in my old hometown. Thank you, Ellen and Fred, for taking time to visit and help us celebrate the end of 2017. May 2018 be filled with adventures and discoveries as you both begin your first full year of retirement. I love you. God bless you.
In years past, I’ve had a long list of things to do in the year ahead–many items carried over from previous years. This year, my list feels more fluid, shorter but more specific, less traditional but more personal, less formal but more realistic. I am now aware I am a work in progress. That realization is an amazing gift I can use as the cornerstone to build upon this year.
I’ve re-committed myself to writing, starting a reading/resource list as I re-organized books in my office and on my electrical devices. Learning to make the most of the amazing tools surrounding me is critical. By expanding and strengthening that knowledge, I can research and write more fully, efficiently, and quickly. Last, but far from least, I will continue to work and define my daily schedule. As my new passion grows and evolves, this will enable me to establish a better balance between writing and the rest of my day–helping me get back to and keep the easy and simple life.
“The point of simple living, for me has got to be:
A soft place to land
A wide margin of error
Room to breathe
Lots of places to find baseline happiness in each and every day”
― Leo Babauta
I love you.