It just doesn't seem possible that it's the year two thousand twelve!
Wasn't it just yesterday that we were all expecting our computers to freak out and turn the world back to 1900? Seriously?!?!
And wasn't it just yesterday that it didn't seem possible that a decade had gone by and we were in the 1990s?
Among the fireworks and toasts and celebrations of this new year, I find myself longing for a quiet place to reflect.
A place to escape from the constant barrage of numbers and thoughts and decisions that I have to make sense of to keep my Bean alive, healthy, and 'normal.'
I've been coasting lately. Just kinda going with the D-flow and taking the numbers as they come instead of digging in with the oars and navigating this class 5 rapids D-river.
I need to start logging BGs and carbs again. Need to pay more attention and make more adjustments and focus on getting those Wilma (Bean's dexcom) graphs less like mountain peaks and more like rolling hills and plains.
There are other things that need less coasting and more oaring in my life.
Me, for starters. I need to pay more attention to me. Not in a selfish, 'I'm more important' kind of way. But in a 'I need to take care of me so I can offer a better to those I love' sort of way.
So, here's to making 2012 (seriously, can it really be 2012?!?!) a year of active oaring.
Of taking control and navigating the route instead of having life or D or whatever push me along.
God has the route all planned, I just need to pick up the oars and trust His map to lead me through all the rapids that this year has in store.