what matters most

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Isn’t it lovely when everything comes together?  I’m not talking about toasting your nearest and dearest because years of hard work is finally paying off.  Nor am I referring to popping champagne because a troubling situation has finally been resolved.  

All of that is nice, of course, but lately I’ve find myself grateful when the smallest things align: sunshine on a Saturday, the sun setting on my drive home, or meeting friends for a happy hour than turns into dinner that turns into gelato under the stars.
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You might know that I’ve been visiting the hospital every Monday at 2pm to have my blood monitored.  My doctor recently informed me that I’m cleared to start doing monthly visits, and, if my blood stays infection-free, I’ll be entirely done with monitoring by July.  

My diagnosis makes me incredibly grateful for how my treatment has progressed, and I find my gratitude spilling over for the most simple and ordinary pleasures (bright skies, warm cookies, fresh sheets).
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The surgery and the healing process inspired a period of uncertainty and confusion in my life.  I spent a lot of time considering why everything happened, what it meant for the future, and how best to proceed.  Now, however, I’m beginning see how my struggle helped me refocus on what matters most.  

what matters most

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A personality test got me thinking personal weaknesses and ways to overcome my shortcomings with strength and grace.  Since I’m prone to restlessnesses and instability, I’ve been meditating on goals and methods of making dreams into reality.  Seems cliche, I suppose, but when you’re prone to wandering and stumbling, it’s all the more important.
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Reflection is important, yes, but how often do we sit down and write about what matters most?  You might have an idea of where you want to be in 5 or 10 years, but do you have goals or dreams hanging somewhere you can see them?  On the fridge or by the nightstand or tucked inside your pocket?

Today I sat down and wrote out my goals step-by-step.  It was a bit of a brainstorm at first, but what it simmered down to was simple and honest: I want to fill a small and beautiful home with a great big love.  A love so big, in fact, that it provides a resting place for anyone seeking shelter or hope.  A tall order for a small home, but I’m up for the challenge.

The goal might seem ambiguous, but it’s intended to help me focus on the things that matter most, and to let go of the things that are less important.  I made the above graphic to put words and images to my goal, and to remind me to keep focused and stay true.

Now tell me, what matters most to you?  Where do you fall on the personality quiz?