I have always loved New Year’s Day. I like the idea of starting fresh, and a new calendar year has that clean slate feel to it. Does that mean I think that I can just forget 2015? Yeah, right. A lot happened, and a lot of it wasn’t so great. Still, if I’m looking back and reflecting, I did okay, you know? I cried a lot. I still miss my cat Cleo. I gained some weight and found out I am not as healthy as I thought.
But I survived and grew stronger. Cliche? Sure, but there is a reason for cliches; they’re commonplace.
And my year was not that uncommon. All people go through crappy times. They say good-bye to toxic people, even when they love them. They agonize over their pets’ health and death. They get sick. They struggle.
I like the way I handled things. Maybe it wasn’t as graceful as it could have been, but 2015 wasn’t terrible. There were some events that landed on my Top 10 Worst Days Ever, but the year was good. I started a new business that is closer to my original vision and gives local creators a venue. I got even closer to people that mean a lot to me. I made a lot of art. I fell in love with another cat. I did my Mom-thing. I started investigating the mystery that is my own body.
My goal for 2016 is to continue living the best life I can. Some days that will be reacting in the best way to outside forces, which isn’t my favorite. Most days, however, that will mean laughing a lot, digging down deep to figure out my “stuff” both mental and physical, and being the best version of GiGi possible. I’ll eat better, do some yoga, walk more, write more, CREATE MORE, and keep loving my people. I even plan on making/saving more money, something I never really make a priority. This year it will have to be.
It’s going to be great.