There are moments in life when we know the choice we are making isn’t going to make life any easier. Sometimes these are small choices — I’m going to stick to my parenting decision even if it makes a louder tantrum. Sometimes these are big choices — we will pursue another adoption. And sometimes these are choices that seem insignificant, but you know they will impact you in big unknown ways — like choosing One Little Word for 2013.
I’ve been planning on a lighthearted word for 2013. Something like fluff or fun or up. Something that wasn’t so bold. Even yesterday, I knew these weren’t quite right. I knew there was another word for me. In the first moments of 2013, I faced my fears and opened up, letting my word choose me, instead of me choosing it.
I shouldn’t be surprised.
It is a word I’ve been avoiding for years.
I like to blend in. I like to work behind the scenes. I like to empower others while remaining backstage.
2013 demanded me to be brave and bold.
And so my word is just this. Brave. Bold. And a little scary.