I don’t normally reflect too much on the past year or look too far ahead into the future. To me, New Year’s is just another day, only with fireworks and alcohol. Or, just another day.
But this year I am reflecting. There have been tons of highs and a few memorable lows, but a lot of renewal. I am using that word instead of growth because I don’t feel like I’m just adding new thoughts and ideas into my mind; I feel like it’s being transformed. Yup, I’m getting deep. Prepare yo-self.
Every year has highs and lows. If they didn’t our lives would be embarrassingly mundane. So I welcome both, and try to learn something from them, even when it seems impossible to do so. I had more highs than lows this year, for which I am grateful: I got a new nephew (BFFs totally count as sisters), I gained a brother-in-law, I started homeschooling, which gave me the invaluable gift of time with my sons, got to see a ton of family and some of my very best friends, we crossed two more foreign countries off of our list (Croatia and Slovenia), I made lots of new friends and even reunited with some old, and I went to Paris with my girlfriends, just to name a few. When I reflect on those things, my heart is full. My lows? Saying goodbye to some good friends and going to Paris with my girlfriends (if you read my posts from November, you’ll understand why I put that twice). Only two(ish) lows. That’s pretty great if you ask me. Granted, one of them was pretty darn low, but it was definitely life-changing and put a lot of things into perspective for me. It renewed me in many ways, and I will never ever forget it.
There are a lot of people I know that are ready to let go of 2015. Like kick it in the crotch, give it the middle finger ready. For many of them this year has brought on a lot of really deep lows. Loss, betrayal, tragedy, heartache…it’s all there and still fresh. It hurts my heart watching them go through these things, and I’m happy they are going to be shutting the door to this year and opening a shiny new one at midnight. A blank slate. A start over.
New Year’s may just be a day with fireworks and a good buzz, but it’s also a chance to let old things go and start making new things happen. I don’t normally make New Year’s resolutions. I used to, but then I stopped because I didn’t have time to worry about resolutionating anything (yes, I know that’s not a word). But this time, I am. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like 2016 is going to go down in the books as being a stellar year. Not because it will magically happen that way, but because I finally have the drive and motivation to get stuff done. It’s been awhile since I’ve focused on me in that regard. I’ve tried, but there were other things that had to take priority. And I was okay with that. Truly, I was. But freedom is beginning to show its face again. Freedom to do something positive for myself, to focus on things I truly love to do and am insanely passionate about. It’s just a tiny bit, but it’s there.
That being said…
I’ve been seeing this guy trolling the internets recently:
Oh yeah, I know you’ve seen it. And probably have even thought it. And more than likely you’ve posted it and reposted it on someone else’s page. Well, guess what?? Immabout to take that “bullshit” to whole new level just to spite you. I’ve got big plans for 2016…big freakin’ plans. You’ll see. So, I shall leave all you haters with a slew of Oprah-ish positive vibe-posters from Pinterest (’cause you probably hate that too) and run you over with New Year positivity and lots of exclamation points.
To the rest of you, here’s to 2016…a year of change, of progress, a year of renewal. Prost!