I get really excited about every New Year. I love new beginnings! I used to move often in my younger years because each new apartment was a blank canvas and I was enthusiastic about splashing as many colors as possible into the 600 square feet of my humble abodes. I am, also, a purger when it comes to things, clothing, furniture, etc. I am very much out with the old and in with the new. I love fresh, blank calendars. I love empty, unfilled journals. I love new goals. My mind runs wild with anticipation!
And then 90 days hit and there lies the brick walls; the enormous pot holes; and constant struggles of everyday existence. Life is not quite as shiny as it was a mere three months ago. Those goals and objectives become tiring to-do lists. The new leaves I was thrilled to turn over become crumbled and noisy under my feet.
How do you maintain the passion that comes at the stroke of midnight on that 365th day of the year? How do preserve the strength to fight for all the new accomplishments you promised yourself you would achieve?
This year I will break free of the boredom, the mundane and the ever-present force that attempts to constantly suck my joy when things, days and moments do not unfold exactly as I expect. I will find enjoyment in the turns and twists of the path life & God lead.
Here’s to an exciting year!