Inside: A look back at the influence my word of the year had on my life, my heart and my writing. ~
As I look back over the last 12 months, I’d love to be able to share key moments, lessons learned or multiple blog posts written about the word remember.
But while my word for 2023 has stayed with me like a patient and faithful friend, its impact has been more of a hodge podge, rather than anything I can outline in an organized list.
That’s what remembering often is, though, at least for me. Stirring the pot so nothing sticks to the bottom. Unsnarling a big ball of knots, one thread at a time. Savoring the sweetness of a long-forgotten scene.
Unexpected Impact
When I think of what remember has meant to me this year, all these metaphors come to mind. As is usually the case with my words, when it first came to me, I couldn’t have anticipated all the ways this one would touch my mind, my heart and even my writing projects.
For me, and perhaps for you too, memories are tightly tied to seasons of life. I knew this, but what I didn’t know was where they would come from during this particular phase.
Younger daughter Molly graduated from high school in May. As we celebrated her achievements and looked forward to college with her, the recollections flooding my mind were mostly not about raising her.
They were about my mom, and when I went away to college for the first time.
Maybe this is because Molly is still here, and we’re still making new memories. Like when she came home unexpectedly for my birthday in November. For the first time in a long time, I was genuinely, 100 percent surprised. (I still smile when I think of seeing a car pull into the driveway that night after supper and realizing it was hers.)
Remembering a Hard Season
This year I finally gathered up all the blog posts I had written about my parents’ last years and packaged them together in a resource called Help for Parent Loss.
As you might imagine, this exercise in remembering came with its own set of tender emotions. I don’t even remember writing some of the posts, while others describe events and feelings so deeply etched in my soul, they feel like they happened yesterday.
The work was taxing at times, in all sorts of ways. And yet, I’m glad I did it. Not simply to have all these posts together in one place, but so other people who are experiencing this sad season in their own lives will have somewhere to turn for encouragement and truth.
Remembering Our Parents
On a happier note, I also launched Remembering Our Parents this year. Based on follower stories, this Instagram community is for all of us who have parents and parents-in-law who are gone but definitely not forgotten.
I could devote an entire post to what I’ve learned from this project so far—lessons about asking for help, how people grieve, what works and what doesn’t work on Instagram, God’s provision, and even pushing through fear.
I may blog about all that someday, but right now, I’m working on trusting God while the story is being written.
I’m incredibly thankful for friends who have already joined the community, contributed memories and shared about it on their own creative platforms. If you have a parent you remember fondly, I would love for you to check out @RememberingOurParents, follow along (if you’re on Instagram), and consider sharing a short story and photo of your own.
(You can still participate if you’re not on Instagram. Leave a comment or send me a note here, and we can talk about the logistics.)
Other Writing about Remembering
When the year began, I had a vague notion about reflecting back on my childhood and writing down everything I could think of about every memory that came to mind. Not for publication anywhere, but for my own reflection and understanding. (Joanna Gaines writes about this in her book, The Stories We Tell, which is where I got the idea.)
I still think this would be a helpful project, but I haven’t started it yet.
In previous years, I’ve been more disciplined about writing regular blog posts about my words of the year. In this year of transition and unexpected challenges, I wrote more about what I was finding it helpful to remember, instead of focusing on the word itself.
A Few Excerpts
From “What to Remember When Life Throws You Off Track” …
The scriptures tell us to run with endurance the race set before us. This includes hills and valleys, ups and downs, highs and lows.
Along the way, we experience seasons of sickness and wellness, joy and grief, uncertainty and clarity. We often have no warning before the season changes, which can add another layer of difficulty to what we are facing.
This is life, and even though it should not surprise us, it often does.
From “One Step to Take When You’re Down or Discouraged” …
Remember the goodness.
When we’re stuck in the fog of sickness, uncertainty or discouragement, it’s easy to start questioning our circumstances or life choices, even ones we’ve always believed were sound. Asking God to show us the truth about those decisions is helpful. So is reflecting on seasons where His goodness was abundantly evident.
It also can be beneficial to switch lenses and intentionally zoom in on parts of our past where God’s lovingkindness might not be immediately obvious.
From “What to Remember When the Future is Foggy” …
It’s easy to get confused or turned around when we’re living through a foggy patch. When we can’t see clearly, our minds can play tricks on us. We might get paranoid or start questioning truth or facts that normally stabilize us.
When the fog lifts, as it usually does, those foundational facts and truths are right where they’ve always been. They didn’t change, no matter what we thought or felt when we couldn’t see our hand in front of our face.
Coming Soon
I have a new word for 2024, and I hope to write about it soon. That said. my journey of remembering is ongoing. And I have a sneaky suspicion you haven’t heard the last of it here.
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If you choose a word for 2023, I’d love to know how it influenced your life in the last 12 months. If choosing a word is not your thing, feel free to share a verse, song or book that guided your life this year.
♥ Lois
While my word for 2023 has stayed with me like a patient and faithful friend, its impact has been more of a hodge podge, rather than anything I can outline in an organized list. Share on X Remembering is stirring the pot so nothing sticks to the bottom. Unsnarling a big ball of knots, one thread at a time. Savoring the sweetness of a long-forgotten scene. Share on XP.S. I’m linking up this week with One Word 2023, #tellhisstory, InstaEncouragements, Let’s Have Coffee and Grace & Truth.
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Remembering is such a hodgepodge for me too, Lois. You should be so proud of yourself for gathering your Parent Loss posts this year and for starting your Instagram community! Those are such powerful ways not only for you to “remember” but it also provides outlets for all of us to remember. Looking forward to our writing group starting back soon and hearing the latest.
Thanks so much for your encouragement and support, Lisa. I’m sorry you have to step back from our writing group but will look forward to staying connected via our blogs, etc. Happy New Year, friend.
Happy new year, dear friend. It’s been an adventure to partner with you, to do this online life together, to stretch and grow and get creative in His loving grace. Let’s see what He has for us in the months ahead!
Blessings to you and your family.
ox
Happy New Year to you too, Linda. I am excited about what God has in store for us both in 2024. Who knows? I may join you over at Substack sooner rather than later. 🙂 Hugs, friend.
Thank you for your beautiful blog post, Lois. It’s so good to read and delightfully lengthy. God has been so good to you in making it happen this way, and in the meantime, you get to be a blessing. You’ve found your voice. All glory to Him. I did wonder: what if you don’t have pleasant memories of your parents?
Aritha, thank you for your kind words. You ask a tender question about not having pleasant memories of your mom or dad. I’m so sorry if that is the case for you. For those who find themselves in this difficult spot, I would say I understand that life can be complicated, and I pray that God would heal those memories and enable them to do things differently with the loved ones they still have. Love and hugs to you, friend. I’m so thankful for your encouragement here.
Those are good metaphors for remembering at the start, and I love how your summary of your word of the year reflects what remembering is really like. So much good here, friend! Can’t wait to hear what your word of 2024 is!
Thanks, Bethany! My new word is pretty simple, but I’m looking forward to how God uses it in my life. 🙂
I spent some time with remembering this year as part of the untangling process that came to me along with my own word for 2023–BE!
Looking forward to 2024 together!
Michele, I can see how remembering would go along with be. And can you believe the new year is almost here? I know I can’t!
What a great way to remember your journey of remembering.
Thanks, Barb!
A lovely post Lois. My word this year has been Season & it has been, like you, a hodge podge experience but none the less impactful.
I’m going through a season of watching my Dad deteriate to advanced Parkinson’s disease…it’s heartbreaking to say the least. As you know Mum passed away on my birthday nearing two years ago after a long terminal illness that saw her slow demise.
But both came to the Lord together before her passing. An answer to a forty year long prayer. Praise God!
May you & your family have a very blessed Christmas & an exciting New Year my friend!
Blessings, Jennifer 😊
Aw, Jennifer … I’m so sorry for what you are going through with your dad, and so soon after losing your mom. May God strengthen you and comfort you as you support him on his long walk home. What a blessing that they both came to the Lord before your mom died. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and may 2024 hold joy amid the sorrow.
I love your analogy of remembering as unsnarling a big ball of knots, one thread at a time, Lois. It can sometimes be painful or discouraging but in the end more healing. I like the idea of writing down childhood memories for our own reflection and understanding. I can see how it would help us to process. Love and blessings of a wonder-filled Christmas making precious memories with Randy and your girls! (Is Lily home from Spain yet?)
A belated Merry Christmas to you, Trudy! Yes, Lilly came home on Dec. 15 … it’s been so good to be all together under one roof for a few weeks. I hope you and Len have a blessed 2024! Love and hugs to you, dear friend.
Your post is not only comforting, but inspiring. Remembering, for me, can be sad as you mentioned, but also so full of lessons learned. When I look back five years ago to a time when our family was experiencing the worst kind of trauma and my circumstances were rocking my entire world including my faith, I can now clearly see all that God provided through sermons, music, scripture and the struggles of others going through the similar circumstances. He had my attention and I didn’t feel so alone after all. So, I remember all that led me from a place of almost unbelief to this place where I will never again doubt.
Aw, Beverly … what a blessing to be able to look back at that terrible season and see all that God provided to help you through it. I’m so sorry for what you experienced, and also grateful it brought you to where you are today, with a greatly strengthened faith. Hugs, friend.
Remember is a biblical word and we are commanded, exhorted to remember the Lord our God and what He’s done for us. You chose an important word for 2023.
I haven’t lost my parents yet, but I’ve sent both sons to college. I’ve watched them mature wishing at times I could have a do over, but then recognize that God has taken fertile seeds and grown them, nurtured them and is doing for these sons what I could never do.
Remember is a good word.
My word was learn. A phrase continually playing in my ears, an invitation, ‘come and learn’.
I love that phrase that’s been playing in your head, Lisa … “come and learn.” So inviting! Thanks for your encouragement about my word. I know I’m not done with it, but it’s been a good friend to me this year. I love your perspective about God doing more for your sons than you could ever do. I’m holding on to that as well as my girls get older. Happy New Year, dear friend!