Do any of you name your years? I read the idea on a couple of the blogs I'm following and I'm intrigued by the idea. Here's a post that Ann wrote about naming their years. Maybe it's just because I've had such a rough couple of years and have felt so out of touch with "normal" life, but it seems like year naming would be a grounding experience. As Ann says, "Named, we now have a destination, a way across the next twelve months." Maybe it's just the idealist/poet/romantic in me that likes the new different things I keep coming across, but I can't get this idea out of my head. (or maybe it's my heart?) I feel like it's a bit late, being almost the end of January, but I'm praying that God will give me a word to name this new year. I want this year to be different than the last two, but I don't think different happens accidentally. I need an intention. Not particularly a goal, because that suggests that there's an end.
Anyway, I told you all (all 3 of you that read my paltry musings), I'd try to blog more. So I am. And this is what I've been thinking about.
Oh, and about how when I asked Ben what he thought about me trying a homemade deodorant I'd read, he told me No! He said that was just too weird. :) Honestly, I already make all of our cleaning products, how much more weird would it be to do deodorant, too? But apparently, I have some convincing to do. LOL
Oh, and so many bloggers have amazing photos to go along with their posts. It's inspiring me to get out my camera more. Maybe tomorrow....
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