I Just Want This

These last few years were a continual stripping away, weren’t they?

Laying things bare.

Pulling the world and all of its trappings from my tight little fist one bony finger at a time.

And as I move gently (and pretty tiredly) into yet another new year, I’m realizing how much I want to stay…

In the LESS.

Less stuff. Less obligation. Less expectation. Less comparison. Less activities. Less striving. Less scrolling.

Less of everything.

Just LESS.

I’m realizing I don’t want 2023 to be my year.

For anything.

Like finally achieving whole house organization. Or finally getting into the best shape of my life. Or finally achieving some grand purpose.

I’m realizing I don’t want to push toward some lifestyle that has a name or a How-To book or a million Pinterest pins or a ‘movement.’

Like Minimalism. The Simplicity Movement. Whole 30. Keto.

No.

I just want LIFE.

Me. Family. Good friends. Connection. Real food. Nature. Pets. Comfortable footwear. Fresh baked bread. Long walks around the path behind my house. My tattered bible while soaking in a warm tub before bed.

Less of the world and that constant push for MORE.

I just want this.

I want less.

I want my good, hard, messy, gritty, beautiful, ordinary LIFE.