After having chosen Serenity as my word for the year, I asked my friend Wayne to make a piece of stained glass for me. He finished it yesterday, as anyone who's been to my FB page knows (!). I'm so looking forward to hanging it in a window ~ and waiting for the sun to shine in Cleveland, sometime in 2015 or so.
Wayne's timing was excellent. Last evening turned into a perfect storm of grief, but I awoke this morning reminded that serenity hardly matters if we cannot apply it to the difficult times.
Living to an old age is not a goal of mine. But should it happen in spite of me, I would like it if people could say, "She was serene in the face of it all."
I suppose that makes this a word for the next couple of decades. Hardly something that one can accomplish in a year.