Okay, I admit it. I'm that person who laughs at silly phrases like "New Year, New You!"
I'm the girl who thinks quotes like "Tomorrow, is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.” are superbly ridiculous. (No offense, Brad.)
I hate New Year's Resolutions and, frankly, I'm inherently distrustful of anyone who thinks that the changing of a single digit on the annual calendar is enough to set off some catalyst that will alter the course of their life. Because the fact is... 2014 may be gone and 2015 may be here, but nothing at all will change unless you make it.
The truth is, we don't get to press some magical reset button at the start of every New Year. We all have baggage, and to assume the arbitrary move from one year to the next will somehow rid us of that is just plain crazy.
2015 isn't a blank page -- there are doodles in every margin, countless pencil impressions scarring the paper from the other 23 pages I've written since 1991 when I arrived on this wacky planet. And that's okay. Because I don't want to erase the mistakes I've made, forget the roadblocks I've hit, shake off the things I've struggled through, or skip past the challenges I've triumphed over.
I want to remember them all. They've made me who I am.
And I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you want to be someone new -- someone better -- don't wait for the year to turn. Don't wait for the world to tell you it's okay to resolve to be different.
If you want to change, change your actions -- not just your words.
If you want to live, live fearlessly -- life is too damn short not to.
If you want to be better, do it for you -- not just when other people are looking.
I don't mean those short-term promises to go to the gym every day that will inevitably fade away after the month of January has slipped by and life once more gets in the way. I'm not talking about cutting sugar out of your diet or forcing yourself to eat kale three times a week. That stuff, those empty promises and resolutions... they're superficial anyway.
So, this year, I'm not making a New Year's resolution. I'm making a life resolution.
I'm going to try to be better. To be happier. To laugh more. To care less. To try harder. To be more grateful. To dance in my underwear. To chase my dreams. To change my actions, not just my words. To let the drama roll off my back. To embrace the good. To be the person I know I can be.
You only get one life, and it's too damn short to be anything but happy.
It's 2015. Let's make it a hell of a year.
I love you guys. xx