One thing I wouldn’t say I am is a resolution maker. But, I do take the down time every year between Christmas and the new year to ask where that year took me and where I will go next. “Go” obviously in the metaphorical sense. My resolutions (that I don’t make (lol)) aren’t about weight or fitness, time and scheduling, nail biting, or clutter management. They’re more conceptual, over arching all those I just mentioned, at least the ones I’ve been keeping track of in recent years are.
2008: Follow through on promptings
All those nice things I think of doing, but used to never get around to, I try to do them!
Sometimes it comes at a cost, sometimes it’s a burden, but I’ve never been sorry.
From calling someone out of the blue to ask “how are you” to changing the direction my kitchen table faces, those strong urges (not whims) prompt me to change the present into a moment I own and one that makes me happy, in the moment and in the long run.
I can’t tell you how much more in control I feel. I’m not always successful, but I do find that I hear less “I told you so’s” say less “I should have’s” and feel less like I could kick myself for not following through in recent years.
2009: Stand on my own two feet
Physically and mentally. You ought to give this a try.
I’m not saying, “Don’t stand on other people’s feet.” I’m saying, “Use both of your feet.”
It’s good for your posture, and it is a physical reminder to stay grounded with perspective and that you can stand for yourself. 2009 was the year I didn’t think I could do another deployment—that I couldn’t be apart from my other half once again.
A good friend reminded me that I was not half of a whole. I was 100% of myself. 1 +1 made 2; David and I were better together, but I was just fine on my own before David. I’d be just fine (capable of 100%) until he came home again.
2010: Keep promises
This principle mostly reminded me not to make promises too quickly. A page from the book of Ecclesiastes says too big of dreams and too many words are meaningless. I remember a pile of times where I thought I was doing some good by overpromising only to eventually realize I either couldn’t deliver or sacrificed too much to do so. It’s true what they say, if you say “yes” to something, you’re saying “no” to something else. Therefore my promises have become few and far between.
2011: Ask, “are you?”
Don’t make assumptions. Don’t try to read people’s minds. Just literally ask how they are.
We all do it: sign our letters with “I trust you’re doing well” or “I hope this finds you well.” Adding “;are you?” has opened up many opportunities for me to listen, advise, and more importantly learn from others.
2012: Find myself!
The principles of past years aren’t thrown out each year. They’re comprehensive, each one making the last mean more and each one informing my next step. Even as I look at what I learned from each, I gain sight of myself and know I have a good start. But 2012 is about getting certain of myself.
Recently, I made a statement about my character or personality, and a friend stopped me to check I was using the right word. “That’s not at all how others see you.” she said bringing to the forefront a huge disconnect between who I say I am and who I really am, the good and the bad.
Plenty of times people hear me say what I can’t do as I compare myself to them. I can’t cook. I can’t remember things. I can’t see the point in my learning how to sew, how to paint (living rooms and bedrooms), or how to decorate cookies. I’ve noticed other people seem to enjoy doing these things a whole bunch, but they’re not “me.” The problem is I don’t know what is, really. I like to read, but I’m not a reader. I have a hard time remembering character details, plots, and settings very long after I’ve put the book down. I can’t compare and contrast authors or stories much. Same goes for music and album names, backup singers, and song titles, but I like music.
And that's just the easy stuff. I have a long way to get down the hard stuff and decide what I can do, what I like to do, what I want to be known or remembered for, and if I care enough about the things I can't do to learn them or appreciate them.
Have any of you had a year like this, one where you just focussed on discovering yourself? It sounds more selfish than it really is. It's time we start believing that taking care of ourselves helps us take care of others. So call it taking a dose of my own medicine or finally walking the talk. Call it what you will, as long as this time next year you call me "happy with who she is."
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