I find that a lot of people have very strong feelings about the year 2016. Or perhaps the voices on social media are louder than they have been in the past. Regardless, people either loved or hated 2016. It treated them well or it knocked them down, repeatedly. I have never been one to buy into the hype of a new year. It is just another day and it is quite likely that January 1st will look an awful lot like December 31st, barring any big resolutions that cause you to grab life by the horns, at least temporarily.
This year was different. I have never been so happy to see a year end and a new one begin. I have never been so relieved to press the “fresh start” button. In some ways it seems like my life was completely turned upside-down in 2016 and the result had me spiraling out of control. At least that’s how it felt and I’m fairly sure it looked like that from the outside, too. The things that I held closest to me were slipping from my hands and my attempts to hold on tighter left me feeling miserable. I cannot tell you how many times I thought “this isn’t fair” or asked why things were happening. It made zero sense and for a person like me, things have to make sense. I came to realize that we aren’t always privy to the big plan and sometimes we aren’t going to get the answers that we like or even an answer at all. That was a hard pill to swallow.
This year will be different, not because I will have any more control over the events that sway my life but because I am determined to have more control over how I react to them. It may be the essential oils on my diffuser necklace and the fact that my husband returns home tomorrow but today, for the first time in awhile, I am filled with hope.
In 2017 I plan to do the self-pity thing a whole lot less and do the rolling with the punches thing a whole lot more. I plan to repay my friends who, surprisingly, still talk to me after a year of listening to me feeling sorry for myself. (seriously. best. friends. ever.) I plan on saying “yes” to me more which may mean saying “no” to some things. I plan on fighting for the things that matter to me and letting go of the things that don’t. Most of all, I plan on choosing joy and reminding myself that I have a whole lot of promises from God to hang my hat on.
2017, I’m ready for you. I’m not opposed to you taking it easy on me and I’m certainly not opposed to you being the year we get to bring home our little boy. No matter what– game on.