2013.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Happy New Year!  Happy Fresh Start!
 
As 2013 approached and began to settle in, I found myself looking back more than looking foward.  Although 2012 brought a great deal of joy and growth for me and my family, I can't help but feel a bit melancholy.  The world is not fair, and it's often not kind.  I saw too much of that in 2012.  We all did.  I think I'm happy to see 2012 go, to close out that calendar and begin anew.
 
A fresh start always feels good.  There's so much promise and hope, and we could all use a good dose of that right now.
 
 
I've been watching as friends near and far share their resolutions.  I've seen some great ones -- fresher breath; surrounding oneself with positive, aspirational people; developing a spending and savings plan; getting organized; eating more veggies.  I'm all for every  one of those!  Instead of resolutions, some friends adopt a theme word for the year, and I love that idea.  But oh the pressure to choose just one word -- accept, grow, give, reach -- how would I ever pick?!  It's all good!
 
I tried telling Mr. Great last night that I wasn't making any resolutions this year, because it feels like I'm rehashing the resolutions of previous years.  Laugh more, worry less.  Find the Good, accept the rest.  Balance my creative self with my professional self and my wife/mother self.  Take better care of my body, my home, my future.  Floss.  Sew for myself.  You know, the same stuff that comes up every New Year's Day.
 
Mr. Great wasn't having it.  He insists on resolutions.  He writes them down.  Sometimes he carries them in his wallet.  Sometimes he tapes them to the bathroom mirror.  It's not something to mess around with.  It's serious business.  And he's right -- it's good to identify and articulate a few things that will carry us through this brand new year.
 
 
I managed to stall, but I went to bed knowing that I need to produce some legitimate, heartfelt resolutions soon.  And they can't just be the same resolutions of years past -- no, they need to reflect where we are as a family and where we want to go, and how my personal development fits into that.  They need to show that I'm committed to making the most of the life I have, each precious day.
 
I didn't sleep very well.  It's a lot of pressure.
 
See, there's a lot I want to do with this life.  There's a lot I want to give, to my children, my family, my community, humanity.  There's a lot I want to experience and feel and learn.  I get a little antsy when I have to prioritize and come up with a short list.  And then I get antsy about what I haven't done, because I'm running out of time.
 
Today, purely by happenstance, I came across a poem about fresh starts in a new year.  It's not the greatest literary work every created, and I don't even know who the author, William Arthur Ward, is (Wikipedia indicates that he's a guy who created inspirational quotes).  But because of the timing, today this feels like the greatest thing ever written.

Another fresh new year is here . . .
Another year to live!
To banish worry, doubt, and fear,
To love and laugh and give!
 
This bright new year is given me
To live each day with zest . . .
To daily grow and try to be
My highest and my best!

I have the opportunity
Once more to right some wrongs,
To pray for peace, to plant a tree,
And sing more joyful songs!



I'm not sure these words, which are not my own, will satisfy my resolution-loving man.  But I do think that they're a good summation of what I want in the next year.  To love and laugh and give, to grow and to try, to pray and to plant and to sing.  To live with zest.  Zest. 
 
ZEST. 
 
I like that.
 
Photos courtesy of Amy Kate Photography.

1 comment:

  1. I had to giggle at floss, that's always floating around for me. I so understand the pressure and difficulty of trying to prioritize so many important things. I love where you ended up. Here's to zest! Happy New Year!

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