At the start of this month, I talked about my sister and the fantastic online project she was working on called Reverb 10. It’s all about looking back—thinking back, to the year that was—so that you may welcome in what is to come. The first exercise, on December 1, asked you to find the one word that best captures your year, 2010.
I said that I had a few words zooming around my head, and that once I fine-tuned it down to that one word, I would blog about it. Well. I’ve got my word. So here’s the post.
Drumroll, please … and I do think one is necessary here. After all, we’re talking about one word.
One word that holds this last, big, full year inside of it. One word to summarize the ups, downs and middle grounds. The side-splitting laughter of it. The music loud, dancing in the kitchen of it. The exquisite quiet of it. The overflowing with love of it. The cranky, gray skies of it. The sad day, think things through of it. The incredible, heartwarming moment of it. The surprise, people are good of it. The taste-this-it’s-delicious of it. The brilliantly timed, warm hug of it. The choose composure, choose joy of it. The 365 good, bad, quirky days of this past year.
So, my word is …
Change. Boldface. And capital C.
It fits my 2010 just perfectly.
There has been plenty of change in the last near-two years—becoming a mother being at the top of things. But these 51 weeks I have tucked under my belt have been particularly loaded with change. Change of lifestyle. Change of address. Change of perspective. Change of routine. Change of heart. Change of priorities. Change for the better.
It’s that good kind of change. The kind that when you take a moment such as this to reflect, you step away grateful, impressed, humbled, content.
As John F. Kennedy once said: “Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.”
Well, my eyes are open and, happily, looking forward, watching for whatever change comes my way.