My 2022 is starting slow. I am trying to get over a sinus allergy flare up. Haven’t gotten anything done I had hoped the first week.
However, it may be a good thing. It has made me pause before I get off in to some projects that are only half way planned. With the holidays past and the new year launched, I feel the countdown to my July birthday going. I always try to get things done January till July and be able to have an assessment of progress at my birthday.
I spent a lot of time in December and all last week reflecting on things past. Trying to not become morose over the passage of time and the passing of loved ones. I want to be sure I utilize every day to create a life I love living.
I scribble in a journal constantly. Ideas, happenings, goals, lists, memories of yesterday and of many years ago. A life is supposed to be examined. Mine is often over examined. Second guessing everything. I have so many ideas that I generate and talk myself out of pursuing. I always feel I will be wasting resources if something doesn’t work out or I don’t follow through. Rather than take a risk, I reason with myself that it isn’t needful.
That is why I am always so amazed and so proud of our children when they take risks, large and small, to pursue their dreams. I always told them to not let fear get in the way. Maybe this year I will take my own advice.
I don’t have any bungee jumping type ideas, just a desire to take care of some long-shelved ideas. Stories to write. Artwork to craft. People to see. Come on 2022, let’s get a move on.