Do you compose New Year’s resolutions or goals for the
coming year? I usually do. I enjoyed many lovely things in 2018, including
getting to spend time with my dear Marissa, Kristy J. Manhattan (my wonderful
critique partner), and other friends. But in many ways, it was a difficult
year. Shifting family dynamics and an overly ambitious publishing schedule
combined to sap my strength. For only the second time in 45 books, I missed a
publication deadline.
I don’t like doing that.
So, in case some of you are coming off a difficult year, I
wanted to share a saying we have here in the South Sound and my goal for 2019.
Live like the mountain’s out.
You see, many of us here live in the shadow of Mt. Rainier.
She’s a majestic peak, breathtaking actually, at one of the tallest in the U.S.
And she dominates the skyline above Puget Sound.
When she’s visible.
You would not think a 14,000-foot mountain could play
hide-and-seek, but she does. When it’s raining (and yes, it rains frequently
here), storm clouds mask her. Even on bright sunny days, there may be nothing
on the southwest horizon. When my father came as a young airman to what is now
Joint Base Lewis-McChord in the winter in the late 1950s, he spent weeks
without catching a glimpse. Then one day, he went outside and stared.
“Who put that pile of snow at the end of the runway?” he
demanded.
Mt. Rainier comes out of hiding on the best of days, when
the sun is shining and the air is clear. When birds are singing a welcome, and
you can smell the scent of fir and salt water on the breeze. On those days,
people leave work early, go outside. We climb hills, skim waves. We gather
around fires: in rustic pits in our backyards, in fir-shrouded campgrounds, on
rocky beaches. We tell stories about our best memories, make new ones. We smile
and laugh and enjoy each other’s company.
Live like the mountain’s out.
This year, I resolve to do that. I want to smile, I want to
laugh. I want to enjoy the company of family and friends. I want to write
stories that celebrate the best of the past and uplift, encourage, and make you
dream of what might be. Dark times come to all. We can be the light.
Live like the mountain’s out.
2 comments:
Beautiful, Regina! Will share
Thank you, Lynn! Wishing you the best in this new year!
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