Bright Spots (and why I don't make New Year's Resolutions)

On the eve of a new year it's become somewhat of a tradition around here (three years makes a tradition, yes?) to celebrate the achievements of the past year. (It's my humble opinion that personal resolutions can, and should, be made with every new sunrise. And that attempting to make major life overhauls using the calendar as a motivator is a dangerous and disappointing game.) And despite the tone of general crap that the last year has taken for me, there are bright spots. The task of enumerating them felt daunting and I almost bailed. But when I forced myself to think it through, something happy happened. I started to feel better. The past months started to take on a brighter light. The months ahead started to feel less oppressive. Exactly the point I suppose. But still, a bit of a surprise. So, if you're feeling like your year was unproductive, I invite you to dig deeper and find the small accomplishments. Count them and celebrate them. And then move forward and make more.

This year was about:

friendships, new and old

dreams, long abandoned, becoming reality

the imaginations of children (my amazing children)

family coming through for me again and again (and again)

change

tradition

facing fears and admitting faults

living it. every. single. day.

Happy new year my friends.

on my mindAmy Drucker