Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Looking back on love

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2015 was a hard year, a stretch-and-struggle year, and a magical, wonderful, delightful year. Most of all, it was a year where my one little word permeated every slice of my life.


When I chose my word, I already knew that the wiggly little creature I was growing would teach me how to love in an entirely different way... but I still couldn't imagine how deep and wonderful this new love could be until the doctors pulled her out of my belly and held her up, all squirmy and perfect, making little squeaky animal noises. Now I really know what it is to love and be loved.

Love is the soft touch of tiny hands exploring my face, as big, bright eyes gaze up at me in wonder. Love is an open-mouthed smile, panting wriggles, and outstretched arms that greet me with pure joy, whether I've been gone minutes or hours. Love is a delighted cackle at a silly song I made up, and also a sweet snuggle burrowing into my shoulder. 

Love is a reason to leave school earlier, to go for a walk instead of staying stuck on the couch, to decide that those emails or papers can wait for another day because it's so much better to watch those blue eyes crinkle as I wave that toy.

Love is being intentional about taking care of myself so I can be my very best for her. Love is lacing up my tennis shoes, coaxing my fingers to clack across the keyboard, diving into the pages of a book, or simply taking a few moments to stop and breathe in awe of the world around me... even (or especially) when I don't feel like doing any of that. 

Love is learning and reflecting, monitoring how I'm doing and training my brain to ensure that I'm who I want to be. Love is fighting the monsters in my head: worry, fear, doubt... and coming out stronger every day.

Love is adamantly pushing for what's best for my students, even if it's not always popular. Love is sticking firmly to what I believe, even if it's not what has always been done. Love is wiping my sweaty palms, swallowing the lump in my throat, shaking out my tense arms, and standing up for my kids.

Love is listening and caring. Smiles at the doorway, hugs on a rough day, questions that show I remember something they told me last week. Love is always being willing to step into the hallway, beacuse that kid may have waited all day to share her heavy weight in the place where she's most comfortable. Love is handing over a carefully chosen book, saying, "I picked this for you. I think you'll really like it."

Love is showing people they matter. Chocolate on a tough week, a hand-written note, a special quotation, a birthday card, a creative gift, an afternoon together, or even a quick text... just enough to say, "You are special. I'm so glad you're here." Love like this creates ripples of love that stretch far beyond where I'd planned. 

I'm excited to choose a new word for 2016, but I'll make sure to keep choosing love. Every day.

6 comments:

  1. lovely post. love is a verb--and I am thankful for the reminder of ways to show that to those who matter to us. Congrats on your year of love, and it should be interested to choose a new OLW for 2016!

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  2. I love how you're still planning to live your word next year. That's so important. Even though my past words aren't top of mind every year, I try to stay true to them and weave them into my daily life. After a year of practice, it's hard not to.

    Happy New Year to you and yours!

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  3. I've so enjoyed watching your baby grow through FB, Jennifer, and how happy you are as a mom, and still doing those wonderful things as a teacher, too. Love has permeated your life this year for sure. Here's to another wonderful year for you and the family.

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  4. Could you have picked a more perfect word for this year? I don't think so. Love has always radiated from the words you've written but now I can see it in your face with every picture you post of that sweet baby. Having a child teaches the depths of love that are possible.

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  5. I loved your post--I mean I really did. Not like I love a pair of shoes, but I love how you showed the true meaning and application of love through words and actions in your own life to the celebration of new life. Wonderful! Love in both the ordinary and extraordinary. Yes!

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  6. I loved your post--I mean I really did. Not like I love a pair of shoes, but I love how you showed the true meaning and application of love through words and actions in your own life to the celebration of new life. Wonderful! Love in both the ordinary and extraordinary. Yes!

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