December 3. Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).
You know, I had to actually go through and read some archives for this one. Memories slip by me so fast these days. Like, wow, here we are, it’s freakin’ DECEMBER and I have no idea where February through November went. I was going to pick some lovely family moment, where all was bubbles and sunshine and rainbows, but instead, the moment I felt most alive was a moment where the main emotion as NERVOUS because there is nothing to get your heart racing than doing something out of your comfort zone. And the moment I felt the most nervous was the day our townhouse officially went on the market. I can’t recall the smells, voices, noises, colours. All I can recall was pure, raw, vivid fear.
We had a good realtor and we did our prep well, but the process of house selling and buying was a horrific combination of excitement and fear and struggling to not take things personally. You have to learn how to show your house without losing your mind and you need take deep breaths when it gets annoying. Because it DOES work out.
Trust. Patience. (there’s that patience word again). Happiness.