This should probably be where I write about 2016 or the possibilities that 2017 brings. And maybe that’s what this will turn into.

But, we change a number at the end of the date we write on our checks, our projects at work, our homework, our calendars and suddenly everything is somehow different.

Admittedly, for the past 3 years I have made 1 New Year’s resolution and made the commitment to stick with it, even when I mess up, or something prevents me from being able to do it.

It’s always something simple and practical, because I need gutter bumper in my lane to make sure that I actually hit the pins. Resolutions for me cannot be things like “Be more grateful” or “Find joy in the little things”. It’s just not concrete enough for me to know how to achieve it or to feel like I truly accomplished anything.

Last year, I resolved to blog once a week for the year. Considering my previous disdain for blogs and blogging, I am shocked by how well I kept up with it. I missed a few and then promised to make them up, and let that fall right through the cracks.

I don’t like not following through on the things I say that I will do, but alas, here we are in 2017 and I didn’t live up to what I said I would do. Even so, I am proud of what I accomplished through my blog and at the same time humbled by how God has worked through it to speak to other people and to awaken in me a writer that  I did not know existed.

2017 is just another year, but it is a new one. A lot of things will remain the same in my life, but I hope to stay open to what God might be brewing in my life, if anything.

I also plan to keep up with my blog. Thank you to those of you who have gone on this journey with me as I open my heart in a vulnerable, but healing way. I still planning on writing some of those harder blogs I talked about before when I promised to do the makeup blogs.

So here’s to 2017, a year like the 28 before, from an open heart.