Last year I took on the challenge of #reverb10, a daily challenge of writing to reflective prompts, throughout the month of December — possibly the busiest month of the year. Bloggers, artists, craftsmen and women were greeted with this same prompt in our email inboxes last year.
Last year I chose the wordRememberfor 2011. It was a year of remembering who I was in a previous life and regaining pride in that life. I remembered that I mattered and I walked with confidence. Not only did I remember, but I was remembered.
I spent a great deal of 2011 in bed as my new baby grew inside me. In that time I was able to mourn for the baby I lost and rejoice in the baby that was to come. I was able to remember the joys of motherhood once again and I wept with that supreme elation when I saw my child for the first time. I remembered my love for teaching again, something I thought I lost. I also remembered that I really do love people, and I can trust some.
This last year I have slowly forgotten the old material I have recycled myself from 2010 to make the new me for 2011. I only know me as what I have become and as I re-read what I posted last year, I realized I had already planted the seed for my new word for 2012: