Looking Back on 2020’s One Word Theme: Create

At the beginning of 2020 I chose a one-word theme for my year. I had been inspired by Gretchen Rubin and her sister Elizabeth Craft in their podcast “Happier with Gretchen Rubin” (read more here), but the idea has been around for at least a decade. 

My word for 2020 was Create. I wanted to tap back into my creative side again. I missed it. As a 3rd grade teacher I was able to be creative on a daily basis, but in the job I have held since 2015 there really is no creativity involved – I deal mainly in Excel spreadsheets and keeping track of investment banking transactions these days. It is satisfying work that involves a lot of problem solving, but it doesn’t require much in the way of creativity (there is an argument to be made that problem solving does require creativity, but that is a tangent I won’t take here, as it is not the type of creativity I was craving). For several years I had been wanting to start a blog, and I guess the group I started on Facebook, Nourish and Flourish, satisfied that sharing-of-my-writing urge. In 2019, though, I quit all social media save Pinterest, so even that outlet for my creativity was closed to me.

In February of 2020 I bought a laptop specifically as a step toward my goal of starting a blog. I learned how to find a host for my blog, Chris helped me establish my domain name, I figured out the workings and vagaries of WordPress, and on February 23rd I nervously clicked the “publish” button for my first post.

Because most of my favorite blogs all have lovely photography, I decided that I needed to include photography in mine. First I just used my iPhone (and nearly all of my “walk in the woods” and sunset photos are taken with my iPhone), but then I was able to borrow a “real” camera from Sam (this one). He had needed it for a couple of courses in college, but wasn’t currently using it. From my first day using the Canon camera, I felt like a switch somewhere inside me was flipped into the “on” position. I suppose it was a bit like the feeling of falling in love at first sight. At the time we had just discovered that hummingbirds were visiting our feeder, and I was captivated not only by the birds themselves, but also by the detailed photos I was able to take with the Canon. I got my first glimpse of a hummingbird’s crazy-long tongue, caught one in the act of scratching an itch, captured the individual iridescent feathers on a male ruby-throated hummingbird. 

I was, and am, hooked. And I feel like I’m just at the tip of the iceberg of all there is to learn about taking great photos.

I also chose the theme of Create for 2020 because I wanted to focus on creating a life that worked best for me. A life that reflected my priorities – keeping in touch with family and friends, reading and learning, nourishing myself, being strong – in tangible ways, such as writing four snail mail letters or cards a month, calling my mother every day, keeping track of the books I read in my bullet journal, keeping track of my healthy habits, etc. My success in that area was mixed. I do probably send out more snail mail cards and letters than the average person, my nightly calls to my mom are made no matter where I am or what I am doing, and I have made a conscious effort to create a physical living space (especially with the advent of Covid) that feels nurturing and cozy. There are certain areas where I feel I fell down – for example, I can go several weeks making really healthy eating choices and then one event will cause me to be derailed for several weeks. I have admittedly had a disordered relationship with food for my entire adult life, so this is an area that any type of New Year’s resolution or theme alone probably isn’t going to fix, but I think being aware of the problem and never giving up on it are important steps toward healing, and a yearly focus or theme can help keep those fires burning.

Which brings me to my theme for 2021: Tend. 

Which will be a post in itself.

I hope you are enjoying your Sunday!

Love,

Michelle xoxo

Farewell, 2020. Welcome, 2021.

In early January 2020 I sent out a few New Year’s cards to friends and family. In the cards I wrote about how I wished it would be a wonderful year for them, and how I had a really good feeling about 2020. Around June of this year, one of my friends (who, in addition to all that happened in 2020, was also diagnosed with cancer) sent me a photo of the card and said, “This card makes me laugh every time I see it.” Yeah, I guess my really good feeling about 2020 was a bit off.

2020 was certainly a dumpster fire of a year for many reasons that I don’t need to list for you. I’d like to say good riddance to it, but a year in anyone’s life is a precious thing. Ever since my own personal dumpster fire of a year in 2014, I’ve been very sensitive to the fact that every day is an important day. Since starting my gratitude journal and writing 5 things for which I am grateful each day I use it (I must be completely honest and say that it’s a habit I haven’t completely integrated into my daily routine yet), I’ve realized that even the crappiest days have things that while maybe don’t redeem it, certainly enhance it.

In 2020 I got my laptop, started my blog, spent extra time with Sam, had the opportunity to work from home, nurtured hummingbirds and other birds in my back yard, started learning how to use a “real” camera, got in closer contact with my college girlfriends, enjoyed many hours of puzzle-making, learned how to check out e-books from my local library, and many other things I’m sure I’m forgetting. I really can’t say that on a personal level 2020 was a really bad year. Sure, I had to make adjustments. I couldn’t go on a trip to London that I was looking forward to. Chris and I had to give up our weekly date night trip to Chili’s. I had to wear a mask when going out. I couldn’t walk as freely in the park as I’m used to. All of that taken together was pretty tiring. But as I say to Sam quite often when he’s down about something, a day doesn’t have to be perfect to be good – and on a personal level, a year doesn’t have to be perfect to be good.

Now, saying that a year was a good year just because it was good for ME, is pretty self-centered. What about all the people who have died from Covid, or lost a loved one to Covid? What about all the people hurting so deeply because of racial injustice? Not to mention the ugly political divides made wider this year by self-serving politicians. It’s difficult, isn’t it? Balancing your own personal interests and fortunes with that of the world at large. Because there are always atrocities, tragedies, injustices. Everywhere. All the time. 2020’s defects were writ large, certainly. But we live in a world that is beautiful and horrifying, and has been since humans started running the show.

There are things that are happening that inspire hope for 2021 – the vaccines, more discussion and acknowledgment of racial inequities, a new president here in the US. We can now almost see a day in the near future when we will be able to get together safely with friends and family, when life will return to some semblance of normality.

I am going to spend the rest of today thinking about what I want to accomplish in 2021, and what I want my personal theme/word to be this year. For 2020 my word was “Create” and I feel satisfied that I did a fair job of living that theme out, with my blog and other projects. I think 2021’s word will be similar, because I feel there’s still so much more I want to do creatively.

Good-bye, 2020. Welcome, 2021, And to my friends out there – don’t worry, I won’t be jinxing 2021 by sending out any New Year’s cards this year!

Love,

Michelle xoxo