The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written. We can help write that story by setting goals.
– Melody Beattie
Endings flow into new beginnings with my favorite New Year’s marathon, favorite t-shirt, favorite drink, and a new passage to explore.
It is 2014, and we are in the midst of a snowstorm. I got a text this morning that the schools were closed due to weather. Good thing the schools were already closed due to Christmas vacation. Maybe they were testing the system out.
I can feel things already this year. It’s only a day old and I feel better than I did last January 2nd.
I count New Year’s Eve as a small part of 2014, so I was pleased to talk to my friends who gathered at my best friend’s house for their New Year’s celebration while I was five states away with my family. I have to say I would have liked to have been actively loved, but I did enjoy getting accidentally called while they were singing Carry On Wayward Son. I will say again here that WK made me cry in the good way and I will hold her words in my heart all of this year. I was able to have my closest friends and my family close by for the last day and the first day of the year and that is a good feeling.
I’m starting my good news or something jar with slips of paper. I already have a slip in there.
I’m also starting a daily bloggy/journal thingy. Very late on the 31st I posted a quotation: “Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.”
I’ve decided to post something, probably short daily and tagged with 365 and then I’ll see what I’ve got at the end of the year.
I’m still working on resolutions, but they will be more like goals and hope-to-dos and I’m planning on more moments of self-accountability.
I plan to focus on three main writing topics in addition to whatever pops into my mind and my memoir workshops and fandom and they will be Depression, Faith and my House, more specifically my horrendous home-buying/mortgage experience. All of these are where my heart and mind always went to in my daily life and not only will talking about my experiences help my own therapy, I think that I can offer things to people suffering through depression with how I’ve been helped.
I’m looking forward to this year, and I haven’t felt that way in a very long, long time.
So, good tidings and blessings and happiness for the next 363 days and beyond that arbitrary calendar date.