promises.

I haven't been very good about writing here recently. The week back to work after a beautiful 11 days off was painful, slow, and disheartening. Frustrated leaders, cookie sale starts next week, and I didn't finish everything I wanted to get done.
So I am making myself a few promises. Get started on those resolutions - she says to herself. A sweet new year of being more positive, reading more for pleasure, making time for myself and my husband and my closest loves, the constant weight-loss/new haircut/beauty regimine that is January. And a promise to write here more. Write more about what is in my head, or on my heart, instead of just what is on my calendar or the floor on the living room (hello Gwendolen hair - I will vacuum you tomorrow!).
Promises to ourselves are usually the easiest to forget to keep. But I am making them anyway. To speak from the heart - down through my little fingers - and fill up the blank. And more pictures. I take plenty - just rarely share. I will do better.

What will I do with my one wild and precious life? Oh you better believe - I am gonna really live.