One Word for 2017: Think {and a link-up!}

One Word for 2017: Think

For the past few years, I have selected a word for the new year instead of making countless resolutions that are impossible to keep. This year my word is short, sweet, and oh-so-necessary for an impulsive, extroverted sanguine like myself:

Think.

In 2017, I want to think before I respond. Think before I act. Think before I eat foods that hurt my health. Think before I drink too much. Think, in the silence of my heart. To process, to understand, to mull over. To reason. To examine. To ponder.

In the early years of our marriage, one of the things that drove me crazy about my husband was that in the course of a conversation, he would pause – a pregnant, drawn-out, i n t e r m i n a b l e pause. It drove me nuts, especially during arguments. I began to feel like I had to monologue just because it took him forever to answer. I didn’t have time for any of that nonsense. There was always more to discuss, to analyze, and to hash out. I didn’t understand why he wouldn’t engage in a more timely fashion. A friend of ours, upon meeting my husband, actually joked with his wife, “He’s like a stoner. You say something to him, and he just stares, like you don’t even know if he heard you. You just about decide to move on in the conversation, or change the subject, and he finally says something back.” Continue reading

12 in 2014: A Revue

Here we are – NYE of 2014!  “Another year over, a new one just begun!” I’m linking up today with Dwija at House Unseen to review 12 photos from our 2014 here at Cajuntexasmom’s Chateau.  Stroll with me as we remember the last year and toast to the new one!

JANUARY
JANUARY

January was quiet and unseasonably cold, with two ice storms and weather we don’t usually see here in the Gulf South.  Naturally, since the skies threatened to snow, the kids had a few unexpected days off of school.  St. Sebastian selected us (the saint chooses you!) as his family for our 3rd annual patron saint selection tradition.  2014 was the year I decided not to make new year’s resolutions, and instead to select a word that I would focus on for the year. My word was “Quiet.”  I resolved to make quiet time for myself, and to be more mindful of noise in general, both literally and figuratively. The photo is from my first sewing project of the year, created during the kids’ naptime, while I savored the peace of the simple hum of the sewing machine.  I’d say that largely, my year of “Quiet” was successful.  The biggest change for this girl has been that I spend my drive time in silence now, praying the Rosary or just contemplating things, versus my lifelong habit of climbing into the car and firing up the radio.  What a difference the silence makes for my mental well-being!  (I still crank up the Elton John or Pat Green on occasion, though!)

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