I always say time goes too fast. Every. Single. Year. And it’s true. I’m constantly sitting in disbelief that yet another year has passed. 2013 was absolutely no different, in fact I think it went even quicker. Last night marked the last day of this memory making year. And, boy were memories made.
Today, on New Years Day we celebrated those memories as a family with our Memory Jar. (Our plan was to do this last night, but a certain 6 year old boy fell asleep way too early from an entire day of non-stop play). No matter, I don’t mind starting off the New Year looking backwards before I looked forwards.
Our Memory Jar
Our jar sat visibly on our desk in the kitchen. Clearly marked 2013 Memories. The insides contain little notes of our best moments, the things that made us smile, experiences that had us laughing, days we don’t want to ever forget. Of course all the big memories are never forgotten, but it’s the little joys we wanted to include in there too. Post it notes capturing those sacred moments, wine corks from those special dinners, ticket stubs, pictures, little tokens that represent our family’s memories were jam packed inside our memory jar.
This morning after breakfast, we sat around the fire, popped open the jar, and dumped our year out. We took turns reading, reliving, and remembering. It was family bonding to the max. It was so fantastic it’s already a documented first memory in our 2014 jar.
Don’t get me wrong everything wasn’t sunshine and roses in 2012, but I have learned from the negative experiences. Learned that my husband is my true partner in life. Was reminded how valuable genuine friendships are. Was inspired to do better, be better, and live better. To stay positive and strong. And I realized always be grateful.
And grateful I should be because overall 2013 was pretty incredible. So yes today we celebrated our old memories and now we are ready to make new ones.
Happy New Years.
In just a few hours it will be 2014!
Let's chat about the past, present, and future for a moment. 2013 was a good year, a lot of great memories were made. I would like to dub the year 2013 "the year of learning" for me. I seriously learned so much! I learned about friends, careers, my kids, and even myself. I would say I learned more last year than I can remember learning in a long time. I was constantly challenged and moving with the flow of change.
For 2014, I obviously don't know what it will bring, but I would like to think of it as the year of progression. Progress in all sorts of ways, Colton will be 4 and entering his last year of preschool, Braxton will be two and it will be his last year before preschool! Jeff and I decided this summer we will decided if we want one more kid or no more kids, so that is also progress! I would like to think there will be progress in relationships, personally and professionally, career progress, personal goal progress, and even family progress (maybe one of my sisters will get pregnant!).
Either way, I love progress so bring it on 2014!! :)
Here is a look at some of my favorite moments of 2013
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
(Ohhh and happy birthday to Jeffrey! He is a new years baby!)
It's that time of year! Everyone will be making their new year resolutions and the number one resolution for 2014 is... (dun dun dun) losing weight! Shocking, I know. I bet you never would have guessed ;)
Back in June there was an article making the viral waves called When your mother says she's fat.
It's an awesome post about a young girl who claims she thought her mother was flawless, perfectly beautiful, until age 7. When she learned her mom was fat. Here is a quick insert from the post:
"One night, we were dressed up for a party and you said to me, ‘‘Look at you, so thin, beautiful and lovely. And look at me, fat, ugly and horrible.’’
At first I didn’t understand what you meant.
‘‘You’re not fat,’’ I said earnestly and innocently, and you replied, ‘‘Yes I am, darling. I’ve always been fat; even as a child.’’
In the days that followed I had some painful revelations that have shaped my whole life. I learned that:
1. You must be fat because mothers don’t lie.
2. Fat is ugly and horrible.
3. When I grow up I’ll look like you and therefore I will be fat, ugly and horrible too.
Years later, I looked back on this conversation and the hundreds that followed and cursed you for feeling so unattractive, insecure and unworthy. Because, as my first and most influential role model, you taught me to believe the same thing about myself."
One of my favorite parts of the whole post is when she says "Now I understand what it’s like to grow up in a society that tells women that their beauty matters most, and at the same time defines a standard of beauty that is perpetually out of our reach. I also know the pain of internalising these messages. We have become our own jailors and we inflict our own punishments for failing to measure up. No one is crueller to us than we are to ourselves."
It makes you think doesn't it? I think we all need to be more careful about our choice of words. It's fine to have that resolution and it's great to be healthy and exercise but maybe we need to use more words like "healthy" and "exercise" instead of words like "fat" and "ugly". You don't want your kids to grow up with a fear of being "fat" or thinking that being any bit overweight is bad. Just be healthy, be comfortable, be okay with yourself. Start with something small like making sure you don't talk about weight or "skinny" and "fat" infront of your kids. I don't think Colton knows what the word "fat" is and I'm happy because he won't be the one to embarrass me in the grocery store when yelling "he/she is so fat!" like I've heard some kids do.
Just be cautious that your kids look up to you, they hope and dream to be just.like.you. Don't crush them with talking badly about yourself, your image, and what you think you look like. To them, you are perfect.
Now watch this awesome video to make my point really hit home: