And then my son had a very scary asthma attack the other day, I thought he might actually die... which led me to my word for 2012 which is BREATHE. For him to breathe,to kick asthma in the face...
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Word of the year 2012
My friend Candice told me about this last year, I thought it was really cool to have a word for the year sort of like to Ommmmm out to! My word was PEACE.

I didn't really focus too much on it. I got a sanskrit peace tattooed on my inner wrist, but that's about as far as peace went with me.

I can't say 2011 was very peaceful on a personal level. There were times, good times, but I had some crazy un-peaceful times. Stressful times, like we all have them, but this year had some major rough times. Testing times. Thank you 2011, you taught me that I am STRONG! In hindsight, I think that should have been my word!

So, onwards and upwards. What's my word for 2012. Well, of course I can't bloody decide! First I was thinking BELIEVE. Believe in myself, believe in others, just believe!. Then there is HOPE, hope for the future, hope for mankind, hope for everything. Nawww. That's all too generic. What about accept? God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference...Or GO? go forward, go with all your heart. Just GO or FLY, fly high like a kite? Which brought me to FOCUS...

I'm often flitting around with ideas like a butterfly on nectary (new word!) flowers. I call it 'an artist state of mind', but sometimes I just need to stop and FOCUS. One thing at a time! FOCUS!
And then my son had a very scary asthma attack the other day, I thought he might actually die... which led me to my word for 2012 which is BREATHE. For him to breathe,to kick asthma in the face...

For me to Breathe through the struggles that life inevitably throws at us and breathe into a new day. To breathe into the laughter of the good times. YES, that's it, BREATHE!

So, here's to Breathing in 2012, Yes, I will raise my glass and drink to that! (and always remember: don't let the bastards get you down!)

Cheers!
And then my son had a very scary asthma attack the other day, I thought he might actually die... which led me to my word for 2012 which is BREATHE. For him to breathe,to kick asthma in the face...
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