I never used to do a “Word of the Year”, but I decided to try it a few years ago (as I mentioned in this blog post), and I have done it every year since.
The Word of the Year for 2020 was “Shift.”
This year’s word is a bit daunting – it’s “Change.” Yikes.
Ironically, “shift” and “change” are very similar. I explain the difference in a previous blog post, so I won’t go into it all again here, but suffice it to say that God just upped the ante.
My life has been in a season of change for years now, so I can’t honestly say I’m surprised. And while change is definitely scary, I find myself watching in anticipation of what God is going to do in and through me this year.
In the post regarding my Word for 2020, I mentioned that I was committing to blog a couple times a month, but that obviously didn’t happen beyond November. I started a new job in December, both of my maternal grandparents passed away from COVID in January, February was a blur, and March was spent gearing up for Spring Break (which is now rapidly coming to an end as I write this post). Many other things have happened, and I have spent time writing, just not here.
^^^^^^ This is not great writing, but I needed to nutshell it so that I can move on to something else that’s important, that also involves change.
If you have spent much time on this blog prior to now, you may have noticed that some things have changed. My domain is different, the appearance of the blog is different, and I just finished working on refreshing old posts (basically checking for typos and deleting posts that I felt needed to go).
I still love plants, but I decided that I don’t want to be stuck with that theme.
I have recently come to the realization that although I still have a lot of room to grow (growth > stagnation, so no big, right?), I like me.
I walked through hell and came out barely knowing my name. I didn’t recognize the girl in the mirror, but now I can honestly say that I know the woman who resides there now, and I like her very much.
It’s time for me to open up a little more. Share more of the journey to finding myself and learning to love her, share how you can do it too.
As my home page states, I’m not going to share every detail, but when it’s pertinent, I will share what I feel is necessary.
I need to draw this post to a close, but before I do, let me explain why I chose the new domain.
I don’t know the future, but I do hope to find real love someday, and when I do, I will most likely change my last name again. But McIntyre is the last name I grew up with, and it’s my last name again since my divorce was finalized.
Even if my name changes, I will always be Misty McIntyre on the inside. I refuse to lose myself again. This is not a rejection – rather, it is a discovery. If I re-marry someday, I will be adding to my identity – not replacing it.
Symbolism means a lot to me – more to come on this eventually – and to me, this says that I will always be me. I will always be who I am at my core.
Never again will I be less. Never again will I lose myself. I will always be myself, because myself is who God created me to be.
I praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are Your works; my soul knows it very well.”Psalm 139:14 ESV