Adventure: One Little Word Recap
As I said goodbye to 2015, I waved to adventure, my one little word for the year.I can't tell you how well this word served me.Adventure colored the whole year from rock climbing to camping to pregnancy to leading work projects to a new blog home to hiking to miscarriage to friendships to reading to traveling outside of the country for the first time.What is most amazing is that adventure gave me a lens to see my world through, even when things were shitty. Day to day, I thought I was doing OK, but in retrospect, I can see how much of 2015 was in a grief haze - how much of it was tinged by a general sense of being very sad.When I look back, I see a not-so-great year - one that side-swiped me with grief, loss and major work upheaval. So many amazing things happened to buoy me though, sweeping me up in adventures with H and friends, that if I can peel away the heartache, I see what a magical year it was...I celebrated my birthday with a photo walk through downtown LA.This blog became self-hosted.Through the year I rock climbed at Stoney Point, Echo Cliffs, Point Dume, Acadia, Malibu Creek, Tahoe and our indoor gym.I traveled to:AustinSan FranciscoRome, Florence and Cinque TerreVirginia for a friend's bachelorette - at which point I hit my 10th flight in 8 weeksAcadia, MaineBoston (for work and a friend's wedding)Truckee, outside of TahoeManhattan Beach (stay-cation)Palm Springs for a weekendPhiladelphia and New York (home for the holidays)We camped in Acadia, Silver Peak Wilderness (South Big Sur) and the Angeles National Forest a few times.We drove all over Southern California so I could see Jim Adkins. AND THEN WE MET HIM.I wrote in Have Love, Will Travel that we decided to travel to Italy after a miscarriage in late December 2014. This was the most popular post I wrote all year.Grief came in waves. Through the fog I decided I am a badass.I got my very first tattoo.My original due date passed, I felt ready to try again.I found out I was pregnant. It was difficult to blog without writing about it and then it ended suddenly at the 12 week mark. I wrote about that experience in It's Yours To Feel, which became the second most popular post this year.I attended a Myers-Briggs Certification Training. I went to the library a lot, a little adventure in itself. I read over about 30 books, 5 of which I didn't finish yet or quit. We had lots of visitors - Chelz, Jo, Steph, KT, my parents, and H's parents.In a year heavy with disappointment and loss, I can see how amazing my life is. The privilege I'm afforded is astounding - nature, airplanes, a stable income, a comfortable home, a happy marriage, good friends, travel and good health. All the people I love as happy and healthy as they can be. That first loss weighed me down for so much of the year, but the second loss propels me. I am here for a reason - for one little adventure alone - to live my "one wild and precious life".