The New Year. I love it. I love the deep breath at the end of the holidays. I love making resolutions. I love the vast stretch of time ahead, the (mostly) blank calendar. I love that the days are getting longer.
I love looking back at the past year, figuring out what went right and thinking through the things I’d like to change and improve upon. 2010 was far and away the best year I’ve ever had. So many things I set out to do at the start of the year was realized. Nope, I didn’t lose 50 pounds, but what I gained was infinitely more valuable:
I made new friends. I had some of the best times of my life.
I took a family vacation to a lake shaped like a heart….
…and played in the snow.
I hosted three parties, after years and years of lacking the confidence.
I made new connections. I stood up for myself when it really mattered.
I watched my baby turn one…
…and into a happy, strong-willed, smart, and delightfully goofy little big girl.
I quite literally went from the couch to running a 5k.
I celebrated my 10 year dating and 5 year wedding anniversaries with my husband.
At my December birthday party, I was presented with a donut tree. Yeah.
The truth is, I still have a long way to go. My holiday running hiatus was a bad idea and poorly timed. I wasted too much time doing stupid stuff on my addictive phone. That baby in the bar? Mine. I said some things I wish I hadn’t because I have no filter. Yeah, I probably drank too much. But you know what? I don’t care. I had FUN.
Happy New Year, to you and yours.