It Took a Pandemic
It has been a SUPER long time since I have had the urge to blog. I don't even know if it is still a thing with YouTube, TikTok, Instagram, and Facebook being the bigger deal. Journaling has been more my thing, I don't do it much but it has been an outlet for me. However here I am finding a new place, or rather an old place, to talk.
At the beginning of 2020 I did what I have done for the last two years, picked a word that would be my word of the Year. Mine was Fit. It encompassed so many things in that one word. As the year we never expected to happen, is now starting to close I feel like I let go of my word. I have not gotten "fit", I've not found my "fit." I know this was the word meant for me. I've discovered a new hobby, I know what it is like to be at home full time once again. I miss working, I miss a classroom full of noise.
I'm back here because of my word. Let me explain why. See our dog of 13 years whom was 15 years old, passed over the rainbow bridge. It was earlier into the pandemic. We did bring home a puppy and he has helped us heal from the loss of our last dog. I have been taking him on walks daily and this has given me time to think. Time to dwell on things like my word of the year. Can I take back control of my word or is it too late?
I've gone back to my old fit at home. I cook, clean, chase the kids, and if there is time I craft. I started playing with tumblers, it has been so much fun making those. It's challenging and I'm enjoying learning new things. I'm not sure I will come back or keep up with this once again, I just know it was nice to remember this is here. I can come back and create with words.
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