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31 Days: Do



I chose the word "Do" for my One Word of 2014 and I will admit, I wrote a post on my blog about my intentions and that's about as far as I got. I just re-read those intentions and while I haven't done a bad job with the list I created, I haven't done my best. Changes at my day job left me exhausted at the end of the day and a second job to pay for some fun in my life took up many of my evening hours. Always at the back of my mind was "I cannot forget about my blog."

Just when I was thinking that this year's word might be a lost cause, I read on Jon Acuff's Facebook page, "It's not too late to make 2014 awesome. The year isn't over. You have 25% left." That's when I pulled out the bracelet I bought last December and decided to make "Do" the theme of my 31 Days writing.

In preparing for the challenge, I rediscovered my passion for blogging. I have a notebook full of ideas for posts and the excitement that I first felt when writing those ideas down has come back to me. I'm hoping that this next month will not only jump start my quest for action in my life but it will also bring inspiration to me and to the people that hopefully read my posts.

For the next 31 days, I'll be sharing some do's (and some don't's) to get back to the roots of this blog, finding the life that is waiting for you. On Fridays, I'm going to be participating in Five Minute Fridays at Heading Home. I've really enjoyed this exercise in the past but haven't made the move to the new host since Lisa-Jo gave up the reins.

See, I'm already doing stuff! I hope you'll join me!




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