Looking back I actually think that I lived my word of the year a lot better this year than I did last year.
It wasn’t always easy, because accepting things we would rather change but I do think I did manage to accept a few things that I have been struggling with.
I accepted that Cameron wants to swim. Three months in and each time he competes it reaffirms that we made the right decision.
I have accepted the uncertainty of our monthly income. I hadn’t realised I had done this until last month when there was a slight hiccup and I didn’t freak out like I would have earlier this year. It is what it is and we are always ok.
I have accepted that I am not ever going to post stuff about how organised I am with pretty printables for “what to pack” or how to meal plan in 2 easy steps. It is not me. I have a system, only I know how it works but it works for me.
I accepted I can’t make lasagne or briyani! Don’t even try to offer me tips – I have tried and tried.
I have accepted I have four kids and that for now, life is all about them. Despite the fact that 3/4 kids were planned, this did take some accepting.
I accepted that David is never going to hang his towel up properly, Cameron is always going to shove stuff under his bed and Kiara will always share her
mess joy throughout the house.
I have accepted that dealing with schools is not fun, I don’t think its meant to be but it is something we have to do. So we suck it up and deal.
I have accepted that I am not able to complete a photo challenge, monthly blog prompt or anything else that lasts longer than three days. I just don’t have the attention span, it doesn’t matter how many lists I make or how well I plan.
I have accepted the nature of certain relationships in my life. They are not ideal, they aren’t necessarily what I would choose but they are what they are and I have made peace with that.
Have you lived your word this year? Do you have one for 2015? I hadn’t even thought about it until I was having my underarms waxed and a word popped into my head.