|book as background: kinfolk.|
I'm notorious slow to make my full list of resolutions each year. I ususally give myself to the end of January to get it all together. But then I start feeling anxious because it's now the end of January and I haven't gotten started on my year.
This year, we are two weeks in and my list is complete. And I have actually begun living my goals, writing here being one of them.
As with all of my resolutions for the year, I commit, while remembering that I can't do it all and certainly not all at once. One of my resolutions is to remind myself that living- my home, my family, the normal constant stuff of life, is always accomplishment enough.