Tonight was surprisingly special to me. I wasn’t expecting to get emotional during my swim, but as I rested in the cool water, I felt tears collecting in the corners of my eyes.
When many people choose their word for the year, it is a well thought out choice. It is often something that they particularly want to focus on or accomplish throughout the coming year. I seem to stumble onto my words, usually towards the end of December. A word (or words) seems to continuously pop up in unexpected ways and places. Last year had two words, much like the year before. This year however, has only one word. A word that I love and likely overuse, much to the annoyance to those around me. My word for 2022 is ADVENTURE.
Oh man, what a year. The funny thing is, I feel like I say that every year. Each year comes with joys and trials and this one was no exception. Like many others, I grieved cancelled travel plans and lost time with friends and family. But with much reduced abdominal pain this year thanks to surgery at the end of January, I was able to enjoy things as simple as going for walks, or shovelling snow again. This year was far from what I had been expecting and it may seem like the words I chose to represent my year might not quite fit, but I found that my year was more wild and fearless than I thought it would be.
Summer and fall were pretty dry seasons – creativity wise – for me. I was spending most of my time outside and really didn’t feel much like writing. As colder weather sets in, I find myself fitting back into more creative pastimes. And for the last week I had a lot of fun with my favourite October activity, pumpkin carving!
Finding a well fitting one-piece bathing suit for most women is difficult. Being over 6’ tall with different sizes on top and bottom, I have found it to be nearly impossible. Having to resort to a bikini was not something I always wanted to do. I have found that being comfortable in the water and being comfortable with what I have on my body are two very different things.