Otherwendy

Until fifteen minutes ago, my hope was for power to be restored to our house. Having been rewarded, I can now ponder the next, oh say, 365 days. 

Tomorrow is Eva’s birthday party, and Monday is her 4th birthday, for real. After that…

Hopes—Eva’s new school will help her grow as a person; David and I will find time and energy to work more on our house so we can sell it, move, and seriously consider having another child; Neither of our cars, both over ten years old, will quit working; Things at work will level out and look up; David will launch one or many of his great ideas into the world; I will finish my novel and people, besides David and myself, will read it; Eva will learn to read. (Although, I don’t expect her to read my novel. Yet.)

Dreams—We’ll go to a beach or to Disney World or maybe even to Pittsburgh; We’ll sell our house without having to put it on the market (It almost happened, once. It did.); We’ll, all of us, have opportunities I’m not smart enough to even hope for.

Plans—Continue down the path; Support Eva’s schoolwork and make her home a warm and peaceful place; Write as much as possible and push fear behind me; Give David time and mental space to work; Spend our time, money, space, and energy more deliberately and meaningfully; Eat healthier and more responsibly; Get more involved in our new church; Keep reading; Read more broadly; Go camping; Find the peace in my heart, or should I say, become less high strung and outwardly motivated and more like a woman happy with herself and with the good life that is her’s to live; Enjoy the holidays; Spend time with people I love; Love more. 

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Learn enough about the semi-colon to know if I’m using it correctly in this post without having to Google it

And I’m too tired to Google it. Or to proofread at the moment. Please, stop rolling your eyes at me like that. :)