Most people spend the last few days of the year looking back on the year gone by, it’s something I normally do myself and it ends with me starting the new year filled with regrets. Regrets about not meeting ‘the one’, not progressing as much as I’d like in my career, not spending more time with my friends and family, not spending more time in the gym, not being ‘good enough’, all the usual guff.
Well enough with that shit. It stops here.
Sure 2011 hasn’t been perfect but life seldom is, especially the last week or so with family hospital drama taking centre stage, but instead of giving in to my negative head and beating myself up about it I’m just accepting it all as part of life’s rich tapestry. The ups and downs are what make the world go round and on the whole this past year has been a good one but just thinking about what lies ahead in 2012 makes my insides fizzy with anticipation because something somewhere seems to be trying to tell me that it’s going to be a legendary year.
I’ve lost the fear of turning 30, almost overnight it went from being this really massive deal, a huge landmark that felt almost catastrophic bearing down on me when I simply wasn’t ready. Of course it doesn’t matter that I didn’t think I was ready to go through it, it’s one of those things that you simply can’t change. I’m hoping that being 30 will allow me to put aside all the drama and woe of my twenties and continue to feel more comfortable in my own skin.
I think 2012 is going to be the year for love. I may not meet anybody I love or even like in that way however I’m determined to make love the overarching theme of the year. I am going to take time to do things I love, to work on loving myself (exactly as I am) and to make sure those people around me know how much I love them. With 5 weddings in the calendar already, love really is all around and I’m going to bask in it.
I hope that 2012 brings you lots of health, wealth and happiness and most importantly, a whole lot of love.