New year, new Nan? Probably not. More like new year, same old Nan, which doesn’t have to be a bad thing, right? I’m thinking that instead of making any new resolutions, which I hate doing, frankly, because I always end up breaking them, I’ll simply continue. That sounds very doable. Just keep on keeping on.
I have a book to finish, so I’ll be up each morning early to write. I have this blog and my own blog and I’m thinking that if I can be disciplined enough to write here once a week, surely I can do the same over at www.nanreinhardt.com. Right? Sure. I’m committed to going to the pool a couple of days a week because I’ve discovered over the past few months that I need to be immersed in water regularly to find peace in my soul.
Husband and I are making this the winter of our content, meaning no big life-changing decisions this winter. Just lots of reading and writing, and thanks to our kids, lots of British television. We’ll do some geocaching on sunny days—something we got back into in the fall with our lake buddies, and take some day trips to taste some wine and check out museums, parks, and other interesting sights in our state. We’re also committed to cleaning out the detritus of 33 years of living in the same house—paring down and simplifying.
I’m hoping to find a publisher for the Women of Willow Bay this year, but if I can’t, I’ll put the next book in the series up on my own. However, I’m not at all sure there will be anymore after this one. I’m ready to try some new things and I really want to find a publisher for any new stories. We’ll see.
As for the rest of the world, well . . . I can only affect my little corner of it, so I’ll continue to pray for peace and for wisdom for our country and our leaders. When I see a chance to effect change, I’ll write my representatives and state my opinion. This year, I’d like to find a volunteer opportunity in the arts—maybe the local public television station could use an editor or someone to seal envelopes. Or the symphony might need ushers . . . anyway, I’ll check into it. I’ll have time with my sister and lunches with my friends—always a blessing. There will be church events to attend and visits to see Grandboy, who is growing up so fast. Liz and I will get away for writing retreats throughout the year.
The usual joys and sorrows of life will no doubt continue and that’s okay. Life is meant to be lived and even though it’s sometimes messy, everything is story fodder, so it’s all okay.
So talk to me—new year, new you? Or are you like me—just moving ahead in the same old way?