Reflections on 2013

Oh 2013 how you’ve thrown me for so many loops. I have tried and failed so many times. I have changed the way I look at things because of you. And I leave you the the midst of some major soul searching and a little heartbreak. You know, the good kind of heartbreak that eventually will make life even better than before. That kind.

I started 2013 out by watching the sun rise and writing down everything I wanted to get rid of in 2013. I cut those words up and let them fly free, then I wrote words that I wanted for myself.

I took opportunities that I would not have sought out before. I risked rejection many times.

I danced on a stage for the first time in many years. It was liberating and just as fun as it was when I was a little younger.

I dated a little here and there until I found someone who I spent an entire season with, and not any time longer than that. Fall was the time of J. Things have changed, but that doesn’t take back everything amazing that happened in those three months.

I didn’t complete NaNoWriMo.

I interned at a library over the summer.

I was a bridesmaid in one of my high school friends’ weddings.

I went to Memphis to watch a friend graduate with a Masters degree. I flew to North Carolina to stay in South Carolina and see Hanson in Georgia.

I got pictures with Taylor and Isaac Hanson.

I turned 29 and wrote nine things I learned in my twenties

I talked to Francesca Lia Block, and saw her at a book reading

I took lots of bubble baths

I discovered Duck and Bunny and obsessed over Lush and Teavanna

I thought about changing this blog into something else and then changed my mind

I joined Weight Watchers for the eight hundredth time a few weeks ago and lost 10.2 pounds so far

I wrote about dying to be alive

In the beginning of January this year I wrote a list of things I wanted to do this year. Thirteen of them. And I completed about three. But that’s okay. There are so many other things that went on, so many other things that I did and didn’t do and thought about and wrote and took chances on. And that’s what it’s about anyway, right?

Melanie Kristy


July 2013 Goals


Do you guys set goals for your month? Day? Life? I feel like I’m constantly setting them and breaking them. It’s said that goals must be clear and attainable and you mustn’t have too many. This seems like too many rules! Anyway here is my short clear attainable list of goals for this upcoming month.

Write 25k words of new novel ala Camp NaNoWriMo (if you are participating, you can find me by the user name

Lose 5 pounds. Totally attainable

Ride my bike 6 times

Take a yoga class

Don’t spend time on my phone in the AM

blow bubbles

A mix of fun and seriously, small doable tasks. I got this, July.

What are your July goals?



Spring is coming.

49 days / seven weeks.

I always count down for the end of spring. I love the scent and the promise. I love the fresh air and the growth. Winter is death and decay, spring is hope and life. I can’t wait for more light, sprouting plants and flowers and to say goodbye to Winter for nine more months.

Today it was warm. It was windy and dark and cloudy but warm. And I loved it.


The First Sunrise


For years I’ve been telling myself that I want to see the first sunrise of the new year. I want to get up way too early and venture toward the ocean and experience nature. And for years I’ve let this idea slowly slip away, because I wasn’t ready for it. Because I didn’t want to wake up early. Because it’s damn cold in January.

But this year, I did it.


I convinced my friend Heather to wake up way too early with me and meet me near the beach. I bundled up in two pairs of socks, a sweatshirt and wool coat, scarf, and gloves. I brought towels to sit on.

We were going to picnic there but decided to get coffee and breakfast sandwiches after our adventure. (I did, however, have an amazing Gingerbread Man coffee on the ride back to my house).


I wanted to do something that was different, though. I wanted to write everything down that I wanted to let go of and do something symbolic to let it go. So I bought pretty scrap book paper and some cut out things from Michaels. I brought Sharpie markers. We wrote our secrets on them, I listed the health issues, weight and habits I wanted to be rid of and then we took the cut outs and made confetti of our problems. We talked about how we wanted our new year to be, what we wanted to do different or strive for.


A lot of people think it’s cliche to make “resolutions” or goals for the new year. They think it’s dumb that people at parties are going to talk about all the things they’ll probably never do and make all these plans and ideas for things they’ll forget about tomorrow. But I think it’s important to take the time to think about change. I think that, even if you don’t actively follow through with these new plans, it’s good to think about them. Because you can’t improve on yourself or change anything unless you think about it first, right?


So when I got home I took out a piece of scrapbook paper and wrote all over it words for my new year. My WORD of the new year is PRESENT, as in BE MORE PRESENT. But I wrote lots of other words I want to incorporate into my life or hold onto. It’s basically an inspiration world cloud of insight and hopes and goodness. I’m going to pin it above my desk to look at daily.

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I hope everyone is having a great day, no matter how they spent their New Years Eve (hungover? I went to bed at 9pm…) or Day 🙂

xo Melanie.Kristy