Every New Year presents goals we want to accomplish.
We have goals to help improve our lives.
There’s always the conversation that more than half of the people who made resolutions dropped them by the end of January.
It’s said as if we cannot get back up and attempt our goals again. I’ve always been a goal oriented person, and 2020 threw me hard. I had set goals at the beginning of 2020, and then goals when our schools started E Learning in March. They included time with my children, exercise and writing.
But, challenges occur in life that knock us off balance. Sometimes its for a longtime.
After Corrie earned her wings in May, I stopped doing Yoga because I was doing it the night before she left us. She was on the bed. She often joined me for at least part of Yoga.
I dropped the novel I was writing from January until May that was a new take as alternation history, dystopian/ fantasy Young Adult novel. As my personal rule, I don’t talk much about this book, but I believe in its potential. Corrie loved my book I simply codename Catawba.
I stopped writing Catawba until November 2020.
As 2021 begins, I look forward with Corrie on my mind to what I call my rehabilitation goals. Some goals are set between my husband, John, and me. Others are general.
1. Time with our son
Our son, Hayes, told me during our holiday break that I had done a lot with him. I sought to start an entire reorganization of his room, so we know where items go. This also allows a chance for us to access games and LEGO builds we can do together. I personally look forward to playing sword laser tag with our son in our yard. I want to play with our son because I know what it’s like to be an only child for a long period of time without anyone to join me.
2. yoga helps.
You can look at all the studies about Yoga. I know it helps. I have had to overcome a mental block in my mind because of how often Corrie was by my side, took my other mat, or even talked to me about Yoga. The last part of 2018 and the first six months of 2019 were some of the hardest prior to May 27, 2020. I started Yoga in November 2018 as a way to help me deal with the pressure and negativity I faced in my then professional life.
The depth of hardship I faced mentally and physically in the 2018-2019 school year gave me a road map to how to survive difficult times. I did not know how difficult 2020 would become. Yoga helped me make it through a difficult year before, and I know Corrie would want me to stick with it again.
3 wRITE.
Before her graduation into heaven, Corrie was starting to tell her own stories. I still have a book in which she drew and started to write words for her unicorn story. Corrie liked to sit down next to me, and start her own stories. She even began asking me opinions.
As hard as it is to face the reality that 2021 will be our first year without Corrie physically with us, I know I must write the very novel I’d read to her. She’d ask me questions about the characters, and often encouraged me to read more.
There is still a long road …
… because Corrie was a dream come true. To me, even on her difficult days, I could not have asked for a better daughter. She brought a smile to my face. If unicorns had existed, she captured their fairytale essence. I must remember these words of wisdom she told me sometime between 2019 and 2020.
“Mommy, baby unicorns don’t poop.”
Corrie's Season 