The Year of...well, Me!

Happy New Year! 

Okay, so I am a month late. 

Here is the thing - we can actually decide whenever we want to start something new or improve on something or learn something new. We don't need a new year to prompt us into making changes.

I am declaring 2019 "The Year of Alisa". 

Sure, this theme might not work for all the people who are not named Alisa. I apologize to all of you. If, however, you are an Alisa than "Woohoo! This is your year!" Hahaha

All you Alisas out there - please take the time this year to focus on you. 

Focus on renewing your relationships with God, Jesus, your family and your friends. 

Focus on renewing your faith. 

Focus on renewing your health - even if all you do is walk more steps than you did the day before. 

Focus on renewing your joy and letting go of shame. 

Focus on renewing your service to others and recognize that service can be as simple as a smile (or making muffins for breakfast). 

Focus on your oxygen mask (see Mom's Night Out) and don't feel guilty because you chose to take the time to shower, shave and wash your hair. 

And finally, hug your family. every. single. day.

Good bye, 2018 - may I never live through you again.

Intentions vs Needs

My intention was to write every week.
My intention was to tell you more about my husband's heart attack.
My intention was to tell you how I was feeling and coping.

What is the old saying? The road to hell is paved with good intentions. Or something like that.

Okay, maybe that was a bit overly dramatic; however, you get the point....I had a lot of intentions.

Instead, I focused on healing. I focused on my family. I focused on relaxing. I focused on not worrying about a darn thing.

It is like I hibernated safely in my home, surrounded by my husband and children. We didn't let anyone else in.

It felt good.

And what is even better is that I feel like I am at a better spot.

I feel ready to tell my story.