As some of you know, New Years, is my favorite holiday. Yes, I love the joy of Christmas and the humility of Thanksgiving but nothing strikes my chords like New Years. As in every year, the aged old tradition, to form goals and to better ones self is always encouraging to me. What day, besides one’s 30th birthday or when it’s to late and you see a loved one laying on their death bed do you realize… maybe I can change!
Granted every year we make up fictitious and realistic goals and some or none are ever achieved. I know the “losing weight and eating healthier” has graced my list time after time. It works for about a month and then… lo and behold… cake, ice cream, and cookies turn in to my breakfast.
But New Years is so much more than that. If you ever found yourself in a situation where you wanted to scream because you didn’t know which way to go and you hate damn near everything about your life then you know what I mean. New Years is that proclamation that enough is enough. And when you stand up and decide to fight, it’s the beginning of something new. A New Year and a New “enhanced” You.
Granted people have these moments every day but New Year’s just makes it that much more encouraging. There was this point in my life when I didn’t know what to do, how to get where I wanted to be, nor understand the mess I had put myself in. Some of it still doesn’t make since but I am very blessed to be able to say that a lot of my goals in life came to fruition this year. And it all started one New Years night when I finally decided that “no guts, no glory”.
My success this year has been blindsiding. And in no way am I trying to rub it in anyone’s face, this is meant to be encouraging. I graduated, finally on my own, and have come to terms with many things that plagued me in my past. After years of crying, facing fears, learning to believe in myself; I had achieved something that I didn’t know would ever become possible.
And now the New Year is here. I’m getting ready to sail into the unknown abyss; new goals in hand and a pebble of fear in my shoe. Graduating from college was something I knew I had to do, but trying to start a business and rely on my self to be the “Meg Whitman” of my Dreams…that’s a whole other ball park.
But as I must have faith, so shall you and everyone else.
Time to just jump into the deep end… I wish you all the best New Years ever!