2012 was a good year in many ways. It was a rough year, no doubt – school was difficult, Mark lost his job, and I had a million health issues (both mental and physical) to sort out – but everything that happened in 2012 made me more grateful for the people in my life and for the things that I have.
I’m not generally one for New Year’s resolutions. I feel like setting a huge goal up for an entire year generally leads to failure on my part – whether I lose motivation or simply no longer find that I value that goal as much as I did when I first made it. Last year, instead of a resolution, I gave myself a word: relax. It’s safe to say that I didn’t do so well with that word – my anxiety was at an all-time high in 2012 and while I understood the importance of relaxing, I didn’t often take the time out to give myself time to do so.
This year, Mark thinks that my word should be the same, so I can have a second chance. However, I’m going to take it one step further. My word for 2013 will be happy. I need to learn how to make myself happy, and I have a lot of small goals that I want to work toward, but I won’t sacrifice my happiness for any of them.
What are your feelings on resolutions? Do you make one big one every year, or a bunch of little ones? Or do you simply forgo the tradition altogether?