So you're probably wondering what happened to my great big one word of 2015. Well, you'll have to pop over to Velvet Ashes to read all about it, but here's the bottom line:
We can fit any word we want into the story of our life. This year could’ve been the year of Grief, the year of Rejection, the year of Income Shortfall, the year of Eczema. And any word we choose can dissipate with the first thaw of Spring. I regret to inform you that in choosing any One Word, you will be humbled. We can start strong and trip over our good intentions, hiding those words away with all our forgotten plans or crushed hopes. I may have done that, too, this year.