As many of you may have already realized, the year is winding down. In our excitement over holiday preparations and anticipations we sometimes overlook the year’s end until all the wrapping paper is in the trash. But there it is- that taunting line in the sand that asks the proverbial question “What have you done?” What have you done to improve your health, save money, make progress in your career, honor your commitments, help others? etc. etc. etc. All those things we promised ourselves last December.
I’m not sure why we ascribe such significance to a just another date on the calendar. It doesn’t seem like it should be any more important than the last day of the month. After all, it’s only a segment of time. And the history of our calendar reads like a comedy of errors. But….through generations of tradition we have now imbued the beginning of another year with so much meaning that it has become its own holiday.
So…my mind is going back and forth between what I did or did not accomplish this year, and what I dare hope to accomplish next year.

Good for you to think about it. I never make resolutions or plan for the future, per say. I'm not a fly by the seat of my pants person by any means, but it's so hard for me to plan a future without my falling into a deep amusing dismissal. The notion that I could possibly set a goal that "real life" didn't influence (for better/worse or interesting) seems to be setting myself up for failure and unhappiness from the get go.. Maybe it saves me from disappointment? Maybe it makes me flexible?
While people may look at me and may think I "could have done so much more" with what I've been given, I think I'm doing okay. I think I accomplish a lot. I'm good with my place and direction in the world. For now.
Posted by: Megan | December 11, 2012 at 07:35 PM