Happy New Decade

Things at the ole' office have been pretty darn slow for the last couple of weeks and while I was expressing frustration (read: complaining) about the boredom last night John suggested that if the tables were turned he'd be getting a whole lot of blogging done. Which seemed like a duh moment, I'm not sure why it didn't occur to me before.

I've been sitting here the last few days thinking about how much changes in a year. I don't know why I'm always surprised by this. It seems like for so many years things came and went and while there were some things that changed, for the most part my life as I experienced it was pretty stable. Then I made the choice to shake it all up and move to Denver, and since that moment the change roller coaster has not stopped shooting me all over the place.

I used to think I was laid back. I actually think I used to be more laid back, but I'm afraid let all the unexpected change and consequence of the last four-ish years turn me into a control freak. Or maybe I just always was a control freak, but things were always going my way and so I could live in a happy state of denial.

Therefore, my resolution for the next decade, because God knows I'm only going to make baby steps in the next year, is to start letting go. Start celebrating things the way that they are and stop trying to fit them into neat little baskets. Start trying new things. Stop trying to be perfect. When I look back I can see that the best times, the times that I've been most deeply moved, deeply happy, and deeply changed for the better have been messy.

Here's to the twenty-teens being filled with messy messy growth and joy.