This isn't particularly about losing a child, but it is about this life I have now. I have been thinking about this word of the year thing and came to a realization.
My 'peace' would be increased significantly if I didn't have so much clutter in my home. Stuff on every flat surface. Stuff living on the stairs landing waiting to be carried up (or down). Unfinished craft project making me feel guilty. Dishes in the sink. Christmas decorations still up.
Why am I holding on to these things? A lot of this stuff I don't even like. Maybe I like the person who gave it to me. Or I like the idea of it and hope to use it, someday.
You may already know Flylady, but I love her idea that 15 minutes can make a difference. And housework done imperfectly is still better than if it wasn't done at all. She also says you can't organize clutter. I believe that to be true.
I need to get in gear and get myself going. Flylady talks about 'babysteps'- so this is my baby stepping stones to a peaceful new year.