I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. But I do do New Year’s goals.
(*snort* do do.)
(Hey, I know this post is gonna get heavy, so I’m getting my humor where I can.)
It’s been a decade-long tradition: each year, I would write up a little summary of the year that had transpired, followed by a list of goals I’d hope to accomplish in the new one. I’d then look back on what I wrote the previous year and see what I could check off from that list.
It’s a pretty harmless tradition, usually. There were a few years in the earlier days where “lose 5 pounds” somehow made it onto the list. One year, my write up turned into an excuse to rant about my terrible job. But, for the most part, it’s been a way to keep focused, keep perspective, and keep going.
And then 2015 happened. Continue reading