I think I write about this every single year, but January and February tend to be my least favorite months, despite January being my birth month. These months are dark and gray and cold, and as someone that thrives on longer days filled with sunshine, flowers, and time spent outdoors, these 60 days are not my favorite. I will really get in a funk if I'm am not super intentional about filling my days with purpose and joy. This year, I chose "committed" as my word for the year and set specific goals related to staying committed to nourishing my body with foods that fuel it, drinking more water and physically getting stronger, writing my next book, being more present and fun, having more game nights with my girls, and also being committed to finding and creating joy again in my job as a nurse practitioner. I'm sure I don't need to tell most people this, but the last 2 years have been challenging, and working in healthcare and education has been brutal. ...
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