I’m participating in Write ALM’s Prompt-a-Day for the month of February. Feel free to join us!
Today’s prompt is
Interestingly enough, “connection” was my word of the year last year. I didn’t ever get around to doing a wrap-up of how that word worked out for me because my end of the year was incredibly hectic and my beginning of the year has been a little (or a lot – depending on how you want to look at it) off kilter.
I can’t remember where I read it, but one of the bloggers that I follow said that some times it feels like her word of the year goes in two year cycles, that it really takes two years for the word to manifest itself fully. Maybe that’s true, maybe it’s not. I do know that in this new year, I’m still longing for some sense of connection – to friends, to colleagues, to folks in this big wide world online, to my purpose. I think I find little pieces of it now and again, and then it slips through my fingers, frustratingly.
I’m working really hard right now to strengthen my connection with Sweet Husband. I’ve mentioned before that we’re long distance during the week and that we’ve been long distance in the past. Perhaps because it is Valentine’s Day, I’ve been sending him little love postcards and notes all this week. I plan to continue that after this week is over.
I’m also working on connecting with a group of local girlfriends (well, semi-local). There are 10 of us, and each month, we get a name. Some time during the month, we send out a little happy, some lumpy mail to the person we’ve been assigned. Doesn’t have to be much – just a little something to let them know that we’re thinking about each other.
Which is all fine and well, but I’m missing the connections to some of my oldest and dearest friends. I can’t remember the last time I talked to Amber. I need to change that. And Shannon’s Christmas present is still sitting in my kitchen. The gifts for Cari’s girls, not to mention that sewing project that I need to do for Cari, are sitting in the backseat of the car. Those connections are being neglected while I tend to other things, and it is a bit shameful.
I am reminded that connection is something that I have to work at. It is not something that just happens automatically. I’ve got to make the effort to create and maintain the connections because if I’m not doing it, who else is going to? Much like opportunity, it’s not going to wait for me; very rarely will it make the first move. And so I am left to go it myself.