What I Love About a New Year…
I’ve spent a few days trying to decide If I wanted to write a year-end post or a new year post or perhaps no post at all.
Far wiser writers than I can ever hope to be will write far more interesting and compelling things. Even with that realization, I can say that I learned so much last year and I hope 2013 brings just as much change and insight. I also hope it brings me understanding about what it means to love and be loved.
Some of the things I learned this year include:
Loving someone can sometimes mean you let them go. I thought this was a silly cliché, but I’ve since learned that it’s the only way to show some people that no matter what, you will be in their corner. Even if they never need you. It doesn’t mean that you don’t love them as much today as you did yesterday. It just means that maybe you step back and let them do their thing.
Watching your child prepare you for their adulthood is scary. As A grows into her own, I am constantly amazed at what she teaches me. I am so thankful she and I got each other in the mother-daughter lottery.
Sometimes, when your career needs a change, you have to be the change. The more I heard that I wasn’t the right person for the ‘big’ job the more I believed I was, in fact, exactly the right person. So off I went to find a place that would fit and that would let me fit in with it. When I wake up each morning I am thankful that my new job and I found each other.
Champagne goes good with everything. No, I mean this. Everything. Like, even right now at 12:32 am, champagne is going good with something.
Friendship is one of the most important parts of life. I am not always a great friend. I let my job take a lot of time, but it doesn’t mean I don’t love my friends. In many ways, they have saved me from myself over the years. I understand this and thank them.
I am happy 2012 is gone. It was a great year for some and a tough year for others. I wasn’t prepared for tonight in many ways. I didn’t have plans I didn’t ‘do’ anything. I went to dinner with friends and came home to write. And still I feel more content about welcoming a new year than I have in a long time. It’s the small things that count the most sometimes.
Resolutions? Sure, I made them, but I made them reasonable – or at least, attainable:
I resolve to see my friends more often;
I resolve to ask for as much as I give;
I resolve to answer questions from my heart. I think I can do this.
Welcome, 2013. May you bring sunshine to many and heartache to few.