I didn't think that I was going to have a word to live by this year. I thought about it when I read some blogs, but otherwise it really didn't cross my mind. But while I was driving this week I thought, "I really hope I survive this year." I have a baby, a toddler, and a preschooler. We embark on home education this fall and I really hope I just survive. I thought survive would be a good word for the year. Then I thought some more. "Wow, Carla, such high standards for yourself. Just survive. Make it through each day only to fall into bed. I can do better than that."
What is a higher calling than survive? I thought some more.
Thrive. My word for the year is thrive. As I thought about it I got a little excited. Growth, joy, contentment and confidence are all encompassed in the word thrive for me.
So, for example, on days like today where I figure my chance of survival is on the lower side, I'll turn on another DVD so I have a moment to sit and think and rebuild my patience. I won't feel guilty about that extra TV time because a grumpy Mommy does not make for happy children and too many of those grumpy moments do not lead to a thriving Mommy or children.