Everyone talks about starting over, starting fresh, starting something new.. We look back on the year behind us and sometimes it isn't pretty. The idea of starting with a clean slate is pretty appealing. We relish the idea of sweeping the old mess under the rug and moving on. January 1st is the universe's official 'do over' allowance. We get to pass Go again and collect our 200 dollars.
There is a certain amount of sad defeat in that, though. We lock away all the things we didn't finish. We didn't lose those twenty pounds, find a better job, start the cooking classes, or write mom more often. We stuff down that nagging sense of shame or defeat and just whip out a new list of to dos for the new year that most likely will suffert the same fate in 365 days.
It's a New Year but what if instead of ignoring the old resolutions, we resolve to finish them. Instead of hiding them in defeat an pretending they didn't happen, what if we continue to pursue them? We basically choose to say 'yes, they're still there' and instead of saying 'I failed to finish them', we say I am still working on them. It's the equivalent of renewing your library books for two more weeks instead of paying the fine for losing them.
It's a much more freeing and self-forgiving to finish what we started. So instead of conceding annually to defeat, recognize that you're just not finished yet.
I'm a writer... so that means I write a bunch. Blogs are just the pieces that never make it into the final cut.