what a difference a year makes

Monday, May 25, 2009

This weekend marked my one-year wedding anniversary. In some ways it feels as though the months have flown by, but in other ways I can’t believe we’ve only been married a year! So much has transpired, most notably the publication of my first book and the birth of my daughter.

The photo below was taken just before our rehearsal dinner. I remember all the anticipation I felt that night, knowing somehow that my life was about to change dramatically, but not fully understanding what that would look like once it actually happened.

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My father sent an email yesterday, wishing us a tranquil and stress-free second year of marriage. I’ve had the same wish, but alongside that wish is the recognition that a year of little change is unlikely. As I was reminded in a yoga class this weekend, when life stops changing, you’re pretty much dead.

Our lives are constantly in flux, and despite my wishes for a quiet year of stability, there is so very much that I hope to accomplish in the next twelve months! I have several trips planned for both pleasure and work, including a couple of weeks in Europe this summer, and a few journeys eastward in the fall and winter months. I’m in the midst of an intense yoga teacher training program that absorbs many of my weekends through this summer, and I’m working on a proposal for my second book. In addition to all of that, my 30th birthday is next month.

The answer isn’t to rid my life of activity, but rather, to find a way to stay balanced and calm within the constantly changing landscape of our lives. In the past, I used my eating disorder to gain a sense of control as the world shifted around me. Now, I find it much more interesting to ride the waves of life and truly feel the changes.

In a recent yoga class, Anne Marie said, “Move toward what’s uncomfortable in life, and breathe through it.” I carry that with me today, as I juggle many new roles in my always-changing world, and welcome every breath my body lends as the only support I need to move forward with strength and adaptability.

To my husband: I love you. Thank you for standing by me, with me, as we roll through life together.

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