Every year since 2013 I've had a "word for the year."
I don't choose this word so much as it chooses me,
and this year is no different.
These words tell a story,
each one representing a chapter,
and each teaching me unexpected lessons:
2013: hope I learned to see beyond my little world and forseeable future.
2014: go My year of hope prepared me to move to Kansas rather unexpectedly and travel a lot for my new job.
2015: love Going to Kansas resulted in meeting my future husband, though we didn't begin to fall in love until halfway through the next year.
2016: adventure The friendly love of the previous year blossomed into romantic love as we individually stepped out of our comfort zones in big ways and found ourselves drawing closer.
2017: together I had prayed for years that my husband and I would marry only when we would be more powerful together than apart and that prayer was answered.
2018: excitement This year, as in years past, I have an idea of what this word could mean for the coming year. Still, if the pattern holds I am certain that 2018 will bring plenty of unexpected exciting lessons too!