One year ago today, I sat with a
blank bucket list in front of me and wrote out some dreams for 2024. (When I
say “blank bucket list,” I mean that the page before me had prompts for me to
fill in some blanks.)
A
few days ago, I pulled it back out to see how I did. There wasn’t much middle
ground. I either totally succeeded or totally failed in the dreams I committed
in ink to a sheet of paper.
They
were “just” dreams, of course. Nothing of eternal significance hinged on any of
them. But the year was a strange one. There were many big, unexpected things
that smashed into our lives with zero warning, leaving little room for
preparation.
But
as I sit today and say goodbye to this strange year of ours, I celebrate the
good and grieve the hard.
We didn’t get to visit any new-to-us Indiana counties, which is a sad loss for my 2024, dreams, but we did go to four new states, and I had only dared to hope for two.
But regardless of where we did and did not get to go for this bucket
list of mine, we did have some beautiful adventures this year. We were
able to go on some fun dates and spend time together, and that is truly my
favorite part anyway. I think two of our favorite dates this year were the ice
sculpting festival and the RV show. Those were two really fun (and free!)
evenings.
I didn’t read one of the fiction series I wrote down to read, but I did read 33 books – some of which left a life-impact on me, and for that I’m grateful. The Lord ended up being more interested in my growth than my fiction-reading entertainment, and I welcome that. I am so thankful for all I learned from the pages of books this year!
I
did accomplish the increased health goals I set out to accomplish, and
I’m proud of the hard work and perseverance that went into that. As I work to
go forward now, I am seeking to continue to learn how to create healthy meals
that are both tasty and good for us – and figure out what/when/where/how a
feasible and consistent workout plan looks like for us. I’m learning
that what matters most is being active now so I can be active in 30, 40, 50
years!
I
did complete the capsule wardrobe adventure and love everything I
learned from that. It also changed my perspective on shopping and
“stuff-owning” in general. This is carrying over to other parts of our lives,
and I welcome that too!
I explored new routines – some of which I kept and some of which I didn’t. I know that as Ryan and embark on our new vocational roles, those routines are going to change again, and possibly often. Perhaps one of the greatest gifts I learned this year was how to hold the routines a bit more loosely.
I
didn’t up my latte-making game, I didn’t bring back playing the piano, I didn’t
finish writing another book…but I did work on a whole bunch of things within my
heart that I never expected I would have to tackle this year.
2024
will forever hold two extremes for me. On one hand, it was a hard year for the
soul, filled with many hurts, betrayal (not from Ryan), and wounds that will
take years to fully heal. I won’t miss those things. On the other hand, it was
a beautiful year that brought joy, proof that I am stronger than I even knew,
and healing I’ve prayed for a long time to know. I am so grateful for those
things.
No
year ever goes fully as planned, so I can’t be surprised that this one fell
into that category. And every year goes away, so both the good and bad go out
the door with it as we bid farewell to 2024.
I’ve
planned and dreamed for the year ahead just like I did for this one, and I know
some parts of it are likely to take place as I hope and others will be
surprisingly hard. It’s just how the years go.