The second half of 2014 seemed to speed by, and December arrived to find me a little worse for wear. Truth is, when it comes to my life and sense of self, I am a control freak. Encountering situations that force me to play catch-up, and where my ability to manage outcomes is hampered by needed resources or knowledge, is a level 7 stressor for me; and stress over time, causes wear and tear.
As such, my team now knows what it looks like when Deb is pulling her hair out, and my Board and the METAC, now know that I get verklempt by too many late nights.
Thankfully the holiday period arrived, giving me time for respite, reflection and allowing me to get in touch with how truly blessed I am.
As I prepare to get back into the thick of things, I am excited with anticipation of the work ahead. I greet the new working year with the awareness that I am doing the best I can, and so far, it has been enough. I am no longer totally haunted by the fear of falling, but instead, am focused on helping my community to fly.