So here we are in 2011. I have set some very high expectations for myself. For those who care to join me, we are going to venture through this year as I try to be live better and be better. I'm under no delusions. I know I will slip up, and in some cases, outright fail. I'm looking forward to seeing what and who will impact me in the next 12 months.
I began my "vegetarian year" today at the Boone Bagelry in Boone, NC. It wasn't difficult. I ate well, all day, and am satisfied...for now.
We drove home in a fog which seemed to belie the start of something new. We were greeted by the children with "too-tight" hugs and sloppy kisses. My mother was eager for her shift to end. Now we resume the routine. I worry that it will be just that - routine. I am both filled with eager expectation and apprehension about the coming year. I am not afraid that things will change. It is more terrifying to think that they won't. That I won't. That growth will be stunted. I am in my restless state again. I do this a few times a year.
At this moment, I do what makes me feel in-control. I make endless lists, fill in calendars, map things out, and pray that this year, I will not completely lose it every time things veer off-course.