I saw the film Wild last night. I did it for a number of reasons. But for this blog only one of them counts. I wanted to end the year with an inspirational story, something I could take with me into 2015 and draw from it to achieve the goals I’ve set for myself. The film jarred me a little, not because it was a great film but because of the story of one women’s attempt at finding herself by walking 1000 miles, mostly to get over her mother’s death. I suppose we all need to do something out of the norm to help us move on. The story got me thinking about what it would take to help me move on. To make the changes I want to make to become a better person. My goal for 2015 is to learn to let go, to be less worried or anxious about things which are out of my control, and focus more on the positives to get me closer to where I want to be in life. And to do this without making myself emotionally sick by keeping it all bottled in as the only means to a solution. That’s my challenge for 2015 and the key to achieving it is dedication and determination. So, here’s to 2015. I am excited and ready.
I don’t do new year resolutions. I simply pin point a fault of mine, and try to correct it each year. I place a white 3×5 card with just a word written in bold and attach it somewhere very visible in my house, so I can refer to it month after month. I’ve done a lot of improvements that way, not once veering, or forgetting or giving up, twelve months sticking to the plan. In 2014, my one-word reminder was FOCUS. I knew what I meant, and I knew that word was going to get me to survive the very challenging year I projected most of 2014 to be. FOCUS was what got me through. FOCUS helped me to publish my first novel. FOCUS allowed me to cope with my mother’s illness. FOCUS got me to see the bigger picture when loved one’s parted ways. FOCUS was a goal I set to strive for what I really wanted from my job. FOCUS helped me understand my relationship with my spouse. FOCUS set the tone for next year.
For 2015, I am searching for the right word to challenge myself, to strive to be a better person somehow. Conceivably, that word would be MEDITATE (more and be frustrated less). Perhaps it will be DREAM (big.Or, of the possibilities). Maybe the word should be SUCCESS (with my novels, or with where I see my future).
I’m still thinking, and in a few weeks I’ll know exactly what word will do.
I’ve done years of company sponsored happy hours, and holiday parties. Some I attended while others I planned – to attend of course. At each event, I make sure I pace myself, mostly nursing a glass of champagne or wine, while others opt to do shots and more drinks, and less food, within the first hour making a fool of themselves always. I’ve nursed some of those people. escorted them to curbside to call a cab to get them home, or even been kind enough to take them home myself, not at all shocked at all that I have seen. But I know, or the rule of thumb is that when you are attending a company function, you desist from the following frowned upon behaviors – no matter how cool your company is:
1. Don’t drink past your limit.
2. Don’t drink and talk about your boss.
3. Don’t drink and hit up on co-workers, crossing some sort of line that you can’t remember afterwards.
4. Don’t drink and not eat.
5. Don’t do drugs in front of other co-workers or encourage them into doing them with you.
6. Don’t drink and announce things to everyone.
7. Don’t drink and try to hold onto your boss, rambling on the side of his/her face about anything.
8. Don’t drink and have sex with co-workers.
9. Don’t drink and then stumble around the room, spilling drinks on others.
10. Don’t drink and because of it break bottles or glassware.
Please celebrate the holidays responsibly.
I read into things all the time. At first, I assumed it was only because I was a curious person – until I started to write stories, short ones in the beginning, then a novel here and there, the craft forcing me to read into things even more. With that said, I have to point out, just yesterday, at 4:30p to be precise the clouds began to form over the Pacific ocean, the view from my home office window, hypnotizing and exciting me into writing about a stormy relationship in my next novel. Call me crazy, but I think those aspiring to write, understand where I’m coming from.
I could very well ask where has the year gone? But I won’t. I already know where it’s gone, and what a challenging year it’s been. I’m ready, very ready for 2015, in hopes that all I have gone through this year will be behind me, and I can look ahead again, planning as always, determined, to succeed, and truly driven. So here’s to December, the month where I spend re-evaluating what has been and what is yet to come…