Roar with Isaac: A New Year! Make it Happy! And a million pictures!

I have spent some time this week trying to organize photos from the past year, which is always a pleasant walk down memory lane. We had a really great year, overall, and I'm hoping for 2017 to be great as well. The thing is, a year is a pretty long time, and any year is bound to have some good days and bad days, some easier weeks and harder weeks, some great weather and some horribly hot or cold weather, some illness, some fun, some family, some death, some life. A life in pictures will most likely illustrate the better days and the best moments, the stuff of photo books and calendars and online albums for the world to see. The rest of the moments are either dull or hectic or exhausting or sad and we wouldn't even consider taking a picture. I wouldn't add a photo of Natalie crying because she missed us when we were gone all day at Isaac's appointment. No, I post the picture of Isaac napping in the car on our way home. I don't want to flip to February on my (as yet) unfinished calendar and be greeted by a picture of me angrily throwing bowls around the kitchen because I am so stressed out about finances and family that a failed cheesecake makes me cry. Instead, I post the picture of the kids licking off the beaters after helping me make said cheesecake. I don't snap a selfie of Isaac and me after his breathing treatment as I suction him and clean his mouth. I ask Natalie to smile as she colors at the table or pretends to be Supergirl. We smile, genuinely, for a family Christmas picture, grateful that, once again, we are all together. Behind every perfect or adorable photo you see on social media is a whole reality, a real person, and a whole lot of life goes on behind that camera.

I recently read this fantastic post on the blog Unstoppable, written by Jon Morrow, a young man (younger than me, at least), a millionaire, with muscular dystrophy. He lays out for the reader some of his most unpleasant memories, and how he chose to survive and eventually benefit from the hard stuff. I recommend it with a disclaimer for some language and the recognition that he writes from his own experience, not that of a psychologist or a social worker or a doctor. A few of my favorite quotes are:

"At some point or another, life punches everyone in the face.

The punch may be hard, or it may be soft, but it’s definitely coming, and your success or failure is largely determined by the answer to a single question: how well can you take the punch?"

"A lot of people view acceptance as weakness. They think that, if they accept what’s happened to them, they’ll be admitting defeat. But it’s the opposite. It’s only by acknowledging reality that you can create a plan to change that reality. Acceptance, as it turns out, is the first step to victory."

"We’ve all heard the cliché about turning lemons into lemonade, but to do that, you can’t be pissed off at the lemons, go into denial about the existence of the lemons, or get depressed because you’re tired of making lemonade. You just have to grab a lemon and squeeze the s*** out of the motherf****r."

What am I getting at here? I guess I just want to encourage you. I keep hearing about how 2016 was a bad year, a terrible year, and good riddance. I hear mixed reviews on 2017, either no hope for it, or a desperate hope. It's as though the year itself, the marking of the passage of time, is to blame for the bad, to laud for the good. Let me tell you, the year is not the decision maker. Before putting the kids to bed tonight, I asked them to tell me what they want to do this year. Natalie had to think about it, but she finally decided she wants to read some special books. Isaac liked the idea of visiting a new aquarium. Jeremiah wants to lose weight and work on his car and house projects, maybe race his bike again. I want to take a family trip back home to Illinois and start family game nights. These are not deep thoughts or impossible tasks, but I guarantee that something will get in the way of most of our goals for the new year. So what is to be done? How do we hold fast to our resolutions and remain free from discouragement? The answer is in not ignoring the hard stuff. My camera will be filled with happy snapshots to enjoy and to share with others. I want to remember those moments. And while I don't wish to remember the details of the dull, hectic, stressful, or sad times, I should probably try to remember what I learn from them, This year, I resolve to take a few minutes, a few nights a week, to examine my conscience. What actions did I take or fail to take, what words did I say or fail to say? Can I offer up the hard stuff for the good of someone else? What should I do or say differently, to be a better Christian, wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, co-worker, neighbor? Each day is made up a million moments, hundreds of little choices. My hope for 2017 is to be more charitable and loving in those choices. Who knows? Because of one better, kinder, more loving choice that I make, maybe someone else's 2017. That would be nice.

And now, for a year in review! In pictures! It's better if you ignore the formatting all together and focus on how cute Natalie and Isaac are.

January