My One Little Word for 2019 is Breathe. I have not been living by it lately. Yesterday, while packing for a weekend trip, finalizing details for a school board candidate forum which took place last night, attempting to listen/talk with my son about his life plans, and get dinner on the table, ALL at the same time, I began to lose my breathe.
Just thinking about it exhausts me.
Thankfully today is a new day. I’ve arrived in Denver for the NEA Leadership Summit, bright and early. Rather than hustling to my destination, I’m taking time to lounge in the beautiful Union Station, cafe au lait and a breakfast empanada wait on the brass table beside me. Before departing, I’ll read, sip, people watch.
The day ahead should be lovely. I have time to explore, visit the art museum, and hopefully rally at the state capitol with my sisters and brothers from Denver and around the country.
Denver has a fresh coat of snow, the mountains in the distance are shining majestically, and I’ll definitely be breathing it all in.