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How to have a truly happy new year.

For the first time in years, I don’t remember my New Year’s resolution from January. Usually, I write it down in my journal or on a note I stick to my mirror. There’s been many of those dog-eared sticky notes from years past. The year of contentment. Speaking life. We passed pancakes across the breakfast table on January 1st this year. “What do you want from 2018?” I can’t remember my answer. I know what I didn’t want though. I didn’t want to walk into her office and share the parts of my life I’m inclined to hide. I didn’t want to Facetime her the day after she delivered her baby that never breathed. I didn’t want to spend four months wondering how I’d walk into her house on Christmas day and see her empty chair. I didn’t want to go on another first date that led nowhere. We sit across from each other in a little coffee shop in Colorado, picking at a charcuterie board. “When I think about all of the things I have left to go through,” her voice cracks....
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Open Hands

Hands raised to the heavens while the whole world, the mountains and seas beneath crumble into each other. I think life is the most beautiful thing when its laid flat and bare before the heavens. Open palms. I realize it today when my dear friends drive slowly down our long lane and out onto the open highway. I stand and wave goodbye, a shrinking figure who fades into the purple and orange horizon. I want to hold onto them. I want to know that everything I know right now will never change. But this is what I know deep down. When we clench our fists tight upon the gifts that God sprinkles upon us, we close our palms to His future downpour of blessings. Open up hands, heart, soul. Don't hang onto one precious pearl, when a sea filled with oysters is spread from east to west just beyond the next turn.

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