One Word

Confession: I’m a quitter. And no, I’m not self deprecating or looking for sympathy here. I just firmly believe it’s important to be honest (with ourselves and others). So I’ll reiterate by telling you that I have so many half-finished crochet projects, art pieces, novels, inventions and home updates going on that it’s kind of ridiculous. I’ve been convinced I’d be a successful side-hustling mom boss with an MLM sales company. I changed my major four times in college. When I was a kid I never played a sport for more than one season. I’m a quitter.

So as you can imagine, I’ve never been one for New Year’s resolutions. That’s not to say I haven’t tried. I was going to work out everyday to get Jillian Michael’s abs and a Kardashian booty (if you know me you know that didn’t happen). I was going to write a book, get outside more, and learn guitar. I was going to do about a half a million other things that I forgot about by mid-February every stinking year.

But what if I just had to focus on ONE WORD?

Since about 2016 I’ve replaced my list of yearly to-dos with just one simple word. And each year it changes. It started as a challenge and mini art project from one of my sisters but it’s been a really impactful practice. And for this year, I’m going to purposefully focus on it even more by physically surrounding myself with my one word all year long.

This year, my word is BLOOM. Bloom means, “to come into full beauty, to flourish.” Wow. What an aspiration. It’s one of those things that when I think about it my heart burns with a desire to make it happen. This past year has been a lot of being planted. I’ve had a long, challenging, and oftentimes miserable season of being buried in the dark. At times it’s felt like all I’m surrounded with is dirt and honestly, I didn’t always know if there would ever be a way out. That’s what depression and anxiety can do to people, for those that don’t know. But the beautiful thing is that when planted in the right soil, seeds sprout. And then they grow. And eventually, with lots of work, and care, and tending, and love and support, they’ll bloom. And that’s what I hope to do this year. I want to flourish. And I want to bloom so purposefully and so brightly that it can’t be ignored by others. And not for my own sake. But so that others can see what can happen to planted seeds, even long forgotten. To provide hope and joy and encouragement and community.

So, can you do it? (The answer is yes, by the way.) Not some goal or number or forgettable list. Can you choose just one word to focus on this year? (If not, I’d be happy to help you!)

So let’s do this, together. Share your One Word in the comments. 2019 here we come!

Kelsey WaddellComment