I’ve been doing a Word of the Year since 2011. You can see my words for 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, and 2016 here if you are curious.

Last year I was fired up when I wrote the post for 2016’s word.

Full of determination.


Ready to tear the roof off the sucker.

If you had to picture how I was feeling, you could envision Dana Carvey flexing hard as part of Hans and Franz, pumping you up.


Lots of masculine energy.

This year… this year’s just a wee bit different.

It’s love, my dear.


This is why.

It’s love because I’ve never focused on loving myself.

It’s love because I’ve never had a clue what loving yourself really meant.

It’s love because I was bullied in sixth grade.

It’s love because I’m finally delving into Louise Hay’s work.

It’s love because I’m anxious.

It’s love because I’ve been in one relationship after another practically straight since the age of 15.

It’s love because so many of those relationships were just… wrong.

It’s love because I lost a beloved grandmother at a very young age.

It’s love because Aleppo.

It’s love because I tend to isolate far too much.

It’s love because I know it’s not selfish.

It’s love because my best friend and her whole family were killed when I was 11.

It’s love because I grew up in a home where love was not demonstrated in front of me. Or really to me, at least overtly, for that matter.

It’s love because my parents slept in separate bedrooms, under the same roof, from the time I was 8 until they divorced 14 years later.

It’s love because I’m divorced.

It’s love because I’ve been following other people’s paths.

It’s love because of this damn election.

It’s love because I’m not helping anywhere near the amount of people that I need to.

It’s love because of how sick my brother was when he was 9.

It’s love because I woke up in a hospital Easter morning at age 22.


It’s love because I’m terrified of being lonely and it’s led me to stay long past expiration dates.

It’s love because at 39, I’m in full-on fear mode of having decided to face that terror head on, for the first time.

 It’s love because I finally get what it really means.

It’s love because I know it’s messed with my manifesting what I want.

It’s love because I’ve been listening too much to other people’s opinions.

It’s love because Lucille Ball said:

“Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.”

Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. ~Lucille Ball Click To Tweet  

And that’s really the bottom line. 🙂

Please tell me your word in the comments, darlings. <3


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