My Word

Yep. I've got my word for the year. And nope. It's not conventional. And if you were reading last week when I wrote about my latest adventure in the car with H, you probably already know my word for the year.

To be honest, I have chosen one word a year for decades. For a long time, my word was peace. I got stuck on that word and couldn't let it go. It was when I had small children in the house. Small children and all of their things. Then, one year, I clearly got the message that I could let go of peace (the word, not the concept), and in its place, the new word I was given was grace. That was when my children were trying to find their own way in the world, and I was trying to find mine, and grace was something we all needed. In abundance.

My time with grace and peace was rich and I still use those words, often signing my emails and letters, "Grace and peace to you. In abundance." Because you can never have too much of either one.

But this year, when I saw the posts and tweets and FB status updates about the one word of the year, I just wasn't feeling it. It all seemed too heavy and I just wasn't in the mood. Until last week, when Nancy dropped a note in the comment box - a post script, to be exact - and I knew "Disco" was my One Word for 2012. Because who doesn't need more boogie and glitter and roller skates - and dancing queens? Seriously.

So, please - weigh in and let me know your thoughts about my One Word for 2012. What's your One Word for the year?