This is that time when many make resolutions for the new year. From the small personal survey taken over six decades, I can boldly say that I am the only person I know to have kept that promise to myself. Made while in my twenties, I vowed to never make another new year's resolution.
If I was, in fact, going to break that vow now, it would likely be to promise to be bold - to have as many adventures as possible.
Last year, as in the forty or so before, I made no resolution, but if I look over the year and search for a theme it is one of, in Brené Brown's words, daring greatly.
2017 was a year of highs and lows. I wouldn't change a thing.
All the best to my readers everywhere.
May 2018 be a year of love, risk, and reward.
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I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes,
then you are making new things,
trying new things,
learning, living, pushing yourself,
changing yourself, changing your world.
You're doing things you've never done before,
and more importantly,
you're doing something.