I don't know about you, but my year was kind of tough. Every once in a while, everyone has a bad year--whether it's economic or tragic. Let's just say I'll be very happy to close the books on this one and start over again. Which is why I love New Year's so much: It's a fresh start, a chance to start over, a blank page to be filled with new dreams.But first, this year has to finish with a bang of closure, and here are some thoughts I have on it:
- I'm going to build a bonfire and burn stuff. It's cleansing. I'll burn some things that deserve to be burned, a few downed branches from the horrible storms, and maybe a few lists of things that I never want to think of again. And it will warm me up!
- I'm going to make a list of the good things that happened. There were some. Really, there were. I know of at least two.
- I'll give things away that remind me of the annoying things. Clothes, books, pictures, whatever. No use being reminded all the time of stuff that went wrong.
- Although, maybe I will do a commemorative collage...of the good things that is. When I look back on the pictures I took, there are so many little good moments. I'm going to do a craft project (and yes, breathe heavily through my mouth, much to the annoyance of my eldest, while I do it.)
- I will forgive the people who made my year especially hard. Yes, even the ones who unfriended me on Facebook. (Can you believe it?!)
- I will forgive myself. After all, no one is perfect. Plus, perfection is boring. Perfection is dead to me.
- I will laugh about it all. I was THRILLED to see there is a new remake of the Three Stooges coming out. I watched the trailer on the Internet and was appalled at it. I also laughed hysterically. You've got to love a movie where men dress as nuns and oh, how I missed that ringing sound when a Stooge gets hit in the head with a hammer. Sick, I know. But that show shaped me.
- I will make a list of everything I learned. Including not to hit people on the head with a hammer. Seriously. I learned a lot this year. Mostly, I learned to trust myself and my instincts. And I learned that patience is sometimes overrated. I also learned that doing is much more important than just talking about doing. Good stuff!
- I will be thankful anyway. Every night when I get into bed, I say a prayer of thanks. Usually, I get distracted after the thanking part, but at least I get that in. At the very least, I am ALWAYS thankful that I am finally in my bed. I love my bed. It's all-organic!
- I will remember that everything happens for a reason. This year, I discovered that something I've been mad about for 35 years has turned out to be the secret to my happiness. That's a blog for another day (or a chapter in my secret memoir). But the point is, I wasted time resenting something and only much later have realized that it was essential to making other good things happen. That's how the universe works, I believe. So even if bad stuff happens now, I do believe there is a reason, and it might take another few decades to find out what it is, but that's OK. I'll be thrilled if I'm still here to figure it out.
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