It‘s funny to me that we are finished with two months of the ‘new’ year.

Two months.  One sixth.  Not an insignificant amount of time.

It makes me think about how we each choose to spend our time.  I was reading today about the wonder that comes back into your life after quitting drinking.  The wonder and excitement and fun of experiencing life – the things we all found interesting as children become interesting again.  Life seems miraculous and wondrous and beautiful and amazing and incredible.  Because we’re paying attention.  Because we aren’t clouding our thoughts with alcohol – numbing the pain and running from the truth.  We are, instead, marinating in it all.

It’s been nearly two years of a pandemic.  Several days ago the first ground war in nearly eighty years began in Europe.  Life feels heavy and very difficult to navigate and yet we MUST still exist and live.

Time is a funny, trippy thing.

Xo, g