
I went back and reread my Curator article on living simply, my preparenthood manifesto, my complete idiot's guide to authentic living. And then I half laughed, half sank into the chair at how naive my little pregnant self was. I knew becoming a mother would be hard, but I had no idea what I was in for. No one does, and if they did, they would probably never have babies.
In spite of things, I still believe strongly in simple living, and I still want to find balance and joy in my life. Somewhere amidst the chaos it's here -- I suppose I just have to find it. Our move plays a big part of it, leaving the old behind, erasing some of the mental clutter. I'm ready to move forward.
As I navigated around the interwebs this morning, I happened upon 30 Days of Happiness. It's simple: Every day, focus on the simple, the joyful, the peaceful, the happy, in an effort to genuinely appreciate living. It's time to slow down, relax, and get some perspective.
Tomorrow I begin my own 30 Days of Happiness.
1 comment:
I just happened to find your blog just messing around with the "next blog" tab. Our babies are close in age, and I enjoyed reading your posts. Great work!
Jen Carlson
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