Revving up for the chase
Final post for 2014. And what a year it’s been. I hadn’t planned on losing Hubby this year. I was sure we still had more time together. An E. M. Forster quote on a card from friends reads like this:
We must be willing to let go of the life we had planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
And so over the past couple weeks, I’ve written a few goals. Not New Year’s resolutions, but goals. By category. Seven categories, to be exact. (Why does that not surprise you?)
Writing. In this category I listed a couple of writing projects I hope to accomplish in 2015.
Health. I’ve also included some maintaining-good-health goals. One of which is to keep a food diary because I forget to eat. And because there’s no one to cook for. Which means I tend to fall back on popcorn for dinner. Although I read recently that popcorn—not the microwave version—is a Super Food. Right up there with kelp and beef liver and sauerkraut. But I digress.
Travel. Under the travel/adventure category, I’d like to scatter Hubby’s ashes from the top of Tam MacArthur Rim this summer. And save some to scatter in the Swiss Alps in the fall.
Family. Financial. Social. Spiritual. All important categories.
This from Mark Batterson in his book, Primal:
Quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death. Go after a dream that is destined to fail without divine intervention.
Wow. Talk about your dream that’s destined to fail without divine intervention. That would be my goal of earning a living from writing. But I’m going for it. And I believe it will happen. By divine intervention.
Revving up for the chase in 2015.