In-between Time

There is something odd feeling about the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day to me.  Like a twilight zone.  I am reluctant to let go of Christmas and anxious to welcome a new year. 

I try to reflect on the past year.  I try to determine where I am with my life.  I try to plan some goals for the coming year or at least a few months.  I recently came across a phrase I liked.  Trace goals.  It was something on Instagram.  I like that thought.  To me, tracing means to make a light sketch that will be altered and refined with work over time.

I haven’t gotten to the point of tracing goals for 2022.  I will turn 57 in 2022. So many things I had imagined for my life did not happen.  I am learning to live my life as it is rather than what I think it should be. 

Yet, life as it is has turned out to be pretty wonderful.  Rock and I are still loving each other happily. The children and the duchesses are doing great.  I have some very dear friends and family to share life with. 

There are some difficult things to manage.  There are some heartaches to let hurt.  There are some joyous moments to celebrate and some precious times to savor. 

This in-between time even has its good things going on.  Visits with friends, time with Rock, a quickly filling January calendar, hope in Christ. 

May each of us have a renewed hope in Christ for the coming year.  And blessings falling like orchids raining.  Happy New Year!

White lace against a winter blue sky.

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