Mind & Body, Thoughts

New Year

What if you adopted a motto instead of making a resolution?

It doesn’t seem like there should be a distinction between the two words. They are both goals which yield results. But I find there is very much a difference, and I would like to present a few mottoes I have adopted.


2008 – I wish to become a positive person.

2016 – I am at peace with my circumstances.

2018-2019 – I do not need to defend my choices or my family.

2020 – (similar to last year) I do not need to justify my actions.

I don’t place much stock in resolutions due to the epic failure rate. Of course, statistics mean nothing to the individual, but I know myself. That’s s big clue…

I know myself.

I am more apt to work on a motto long term. I think about what I want to become and let it sit in my soul all year. I bring it out, review it, make adjustments, and set it back again. These are things which require more mindfulness than action, and they’re not necessarily bound to time.

Not to say one is greater than the other. I feel there is something in the approach which may benefit one person more than another. It really is up to you to know yourself and embrace your strengths.

I find more value in mental and emotional growth than physical and material.

What are you working on this year?

This has been,

Fanny T. Crispin

Ponderings, Raw, Thoughts

What’s in a Number?

I’m going to be 29 this year.

I’m not where I expected myself to be.

Truth be told, I should have had at least two kids by now. I should be conducting my own house by now. My husband and I shouldn’t still be squabbling over the dishes, because we should have figured it out by now. But I’m realizing, I’m not as old as I thought I would be by now…

When you’re a kid, 30 seems astronomically old. Everyone talks about this “internal biological clock,” and you start to feel fear over something you don’t yet understand. What I’m beginning to understand is this biological clock is really based more on how old you feel. I’m being perfectly serious. The doctors can’t dictate when you’re ready to be a mother or father. They base their entire system off averages and statistics, but statistics mean nothing to the individual. I personally know women (plural) who had perfectly healthy babies in their 40’s.

Maybe things didn’t happen the way you planned when you were twelve and dreaming up your life. So what? We are in the here and now.

And that is a miracle.

This has been,

FanTC