I've been slow to return to this space this year. Forgive me.
The dawning of a new year is for me like the dawning of a new day.
A quiet time. A reflective time.
I captured the picture above on our first morning in Asheville before Christmas. I'm not sure why I woke up. I was tired, the room was empty, and it was before seven (the time when our children can leave their rooms.)
But when I looked out my childhood window, this beautiful sky greeted me. The forest was ablaze.
And I sat, soaking it in.
That's kind of how I still feel...like I'm soaking in this new year...wondering what it will hold for us. It will be another year of change, for we know a move awaits us with the coming of summer.
This may be the first year that I don't have a written list of some sort of goals/resolutions/dreams. Not that I don't have any...but I'm still pondering what it is this year that I want to focus on...
What it is that I want this space to be.
And so, I'm still soaking in this new year and the beauty that I already see in it.