My word for 2012 is HOPE.
How could it be anything else? I hope for wind in my sails, carrying me steadily along. I hope for days filled with peace and joy. I hope for new yarn and new projects. I hope for love and intimacy that knows no bounds. I hope for God’s love and comfort. I hope for 365 days of breath in my lungs and steady legs to carry me. I hope for friendships. I hope for new beginnings. I hope for flowers in spring. I hope for a garden so big.
Hope. I’ve looked at the word so many times it looks funny. That’s a lot of hope.