Back in January, I talked about a choosing a word to be a theme for the year. The word is thrive.
Several weeks ago, I was anxiously awaiting June 1 so that I could write this midpoint check-in post and brag (basically) about just how thriving this year has been. But June 1st came and to be quite honest, at that point I was having serious doubts regarding the word. If you had asked me June 1st if I was thriving I would have flat out said, “No.”
It’s funny, funny being ironic, how when you do something so bold as to proclaim, “I will thrive!”, Life hands you all sorts of situations and says, “There. Try thriving now.” And for awhile I thought I was. Some would like to interject with the oft used “pride goeth before the fall”. But that would be wrong because, as I’ve found, it’s all about perspective.
More naysayers would proclaim that perspective is just a way of making excuses for something you can’t deny. In some situations that may be true, but for me, for us (DB and I) it really is all about perspective.
This year has brought about some of the most significant trials we have faced in our married, adulthood. Moving, having babies and buying a house (all things listed in the top ranks of life stressors) had nothing on what we’ve gone through in the last six months. Yet, when I look back over our life together and compare it with our life now it is quite obvious that had this happened at any other time, we may not have survived at all, let alone thrived.
And yes, yes I am (we are) thriving. Why? Because we’re pushing forward, trusting each other, trusting God. We’re not curled up in the fetal position, under the covers, not facing the world. This doesn’t mean I’m never anxious or scared. What it means is that I’m trying not to let the anxiety and fear consume me. It means I’m taking stock of what is really important in life and knowing that no matter what happens, as long as I have my husband and children, we are just fine.
And we will continue to thrive.