A Letter to 2019
2018 was hard, but I didn’t break. There were more curveballs than I could count. Lots of hard truths were faced and lies were uncovered. So much loss felt and seen. In that same breath, 2018 was beautiful. I continued to learn the power of finding beauty in the dark, hard, and uncomfortable spaces. 2018 was a year of discovery and revelation. Revealing the wounds and roots; discovering the truths and lies.
But, 2019, you are here. You came quickly, like most years do. Some welcomed you with festivities, families, and friends. Others, like myself, welcomed you quietly and gently. Whether it was a boisterous party or a simple evening, I’ve anticipated you.
So, I call you out. I call you out to be the year of deeper healing. That as I embrace the next 365 days, all the things I faced, the discoveries I made about myself and my process, won’t just hang in a balance. They won’t just sit on a shelf collecting dust. But, I will accept the invitation to go deeper and actively pursue change. Instead of running away and shaming myself, I will press to heal the wounds that have been ripped open. I will keep breaking down the lies that have hindered me. I will accept the truths I’ve found and lean into change and transformation.
2019, I call you out. I call you out to be the year of simple execution. That as I set goals and dream my dreams, I won’t stop there, but will be practical and intentional. With every goal I will set intentions and with every intention, action. 2019, you are the year of doing the things I’ve longed to do. You are the year of getting it done no matter how scared I am or how ill-equipped I feel.
But most of all 2019, I call you out to be a year lived well and not as some quaint platitude. But, as I embrace each day, I will define living well for me; not according to social media or society. But, according to the habits I embrace and the intentions I set.
So, as I lean into this first day, 2019, I welcome you. I don’t know what you hold, none of us do, but I know where I stand---where I choose to stand: In love. In gratitude. In hope.
Come what may, 2019 but I will not be shaken. I will not be moved. No matter what happens, good or bad, I will not be defined by you. Instead, I will define you.
Cheers 2019. You are here. You came quickly, like most years do. 2018 was hard, but I didn’t break. I can confidently say, I’m ready for you.