The past couple months have been a whirlwind of travel, excitement, and change for Team Lurie. We spent Thanksgiving in Las Vegas and Hanukkah, Christmas, and New Year’s in Hawaii and Mexico! In between those unforgettable family trips, I ran my 27th marathon. And last week, Jared turned 36 (so we’re officially the same age for four whole months)!
There is so much in store for 2020, and I’m hoping to write more frequently, so I thought I’d kick things off with my word of the year.
Six years ago, I started choosing “one word” in lieu of setting New Year’s Resolutions. I’m very goal-oriented and always have goals in the works, but I’ve found that having this one word serves as a daily intention, and it gives my goals deeper meaning.
When I started in 2014, I had decided my one word would be Joy. The next day, on January 2nd, my niece Jessica lost her 12 year battle with cancer. She was only 19 years old. That year was overwhelmed with loss and heartbreak — joy was a word that didn’t make sense at times. But that one word had power that I clung to, evolving into mantras I still live by: Forage for joy. And choose joy.
In 2015, I wrote about my Year of Yes.
In 2016, my word was Brave, and I finally finally qualified for Boston.
In 2017, I chose the word Peace, and in March, we welcomed Leo, whose middle name, Pax, means peace.
2018 and 2019 were the years of Kindness and Self-love. At the end of each year, I’ve found myself wondering if my word impacts my year or if the year reflects my word… but in any case, it’s always powerful.
I’ve spent these first few weeks of 2020 “trying on” words, reflecting on the last decade of chasing Boston and growing into motherhood, while battling anxiety… For years, I’ve been striving for discipline and grit, self-compassion and self-care — all things to continue pursuing (forever). However, I’m feeling pulled in a fresh direction — a fun direction — to lighten up and let go, to surrender and play.
Liv will be SEVEN years old next month (what?!?!), and soon after, Leo turns THREE (how?!?!). These are such fun ages. And while I swear they were newborns, like, yesterday, I know these kid years are going to fly by and I don’t want to miss it, lost in busy schedules and endless to-do lists. My floors will be dirty, the dishes can wait, I may never ever be the mom who manages to send out holiday cards, but gosh darn it, I am going to have all the fun right alongside my fun-loving fam!
So please! Hit me up for play dates, ice cream dates, run dates, (all the dates!), spontaneous adventures, classes, games, projects, shows, trips, and maybe even a nap or two…
Let’s play, 2020!
What’s your “one word” for 2020?