'It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...'
That Dickens' quote briefly and accurately describes my 2014.
(and yes I know it's already January 15th - whatever)
2014 was quite a year:
I saw friends, family, new states/cities, new places, nature, music.
I experienced art, love, life, loss.
I felt heartbreak, joy, carefree, love, depressed, anxious, frustrated, lost.
I gained memories, knowledge, new ink, new friends, advice, insight, love.
I lost Lucy, patience, time, hope and for a while, myself.
Over the last few years at the beginning of the new year, I've made a list of goals for myself for the upcoming year. I've been successful at completing some of the things on said lists (I did at least 3 of those things on that list!) but this year I think I'm taking a different approach. I'm not going to make a list or even write down what I hope to do or see or improve on. This is not to say I don't have some objectives in mind to tackle and accomplish this year because I do. I just feel that this year, more than any other, is a year of just being - being present, being in the moment, being surrounded by the people and things that I love, being proactive in moving forward, being mindful, peaceful, loving and most of all, being me.
So for 2015, I'm just going to be.