Somewhere, around 12:01 am on January 1st, it dawned on me. It’s 2016.
2016.
Two-thousand sixteen.
And yes, I know this is stating the obvious. But wasn’t it just yesterday we were partying like it was 1999 when it was really only 1980-something? Where did all of those years go?
Anyway… with the passing of every year, we inevitably think about what’s been, the changes we’ve faced, the ones we pretended didn’t happen, and the promises we made about our future.
And we start the new year with a fresh resolve that this year will be the year.
The year for what?
What are your resolutions? And are they based in all the things wrong with you? This is my issue with resolutions. It’s about fixing everything that you feel didn’t get fixed in oh-so-last year.
I’m sure there are plenty of things we could be better… but how about the resolution of being kind to yourself? I think the word kind is taken for granted as to just how important it is. Kindness is the foundation of just about every relationship in your life — and it starts with you. It starts with learning how to talk kindly to yourself. How to allow you to be who you are. How to focus on the good, the positive and know that you’re a rock star just as you are.
That doesn’t mean we don’t fail. It doesn’t mean we don’t get kicked off our shoes sometimes and have to find a way to stand back up. Rock star doesn’t mean perfect. It means you’re pretty awesome just as you are.
My resolutions? To love my family. To find the passion and joy in what I do. To look around me and realize my blessings. To look in the mirror and say, You’re a pretty cool chick, Jeannie. To embrace the year ahead, whatever it brings.
What about you?