Looking Forward By Looking Back


Good Bye 2018, we wish you adieu. 

You have been a friend, a foe, a comfort, a joy, a pain, a fear, a stab in the dark, a stab in the back, a crutch, a delight, a forever after, a good bye, a dream, a nightmare, a lesson learned, a hope for the future, a bet, a wish, a survival, a journey.

The end of a year, is for most, a time to say farewell to the old and accept the new. Parties abound and midnight is rung down, like there won't be another midnight in 24 hours again. We don party hats and blow on noise makers and welcome a new year with promise.

We make resolutions, and promises to ourselves and others. We have hope in our hearts and strength of will to change or accept. We hold ourselves accountable to fulfill shelved dreams and vows made. We welcome a new year, as a way to turn the page and forge a fresh chapter. We look forward, always forward!

This year, I intend to look back. I intend to reflect and question the year that was. I plan to dissect and extract the what was. It is my wish to reflect and learn. To grow from understanding. To take the last two days of the year, as a pause, an interlude , if you may, to the year past. Ahead of New Year's Eve and the celebration of 2019, it would benefit me immensely to stop and question 2018.

Who have I become this year? What have I offered others this year? How far have I come in 2018? Have I moved forward at all? Is this where I wish to be? What is my purpose in life? How has that changed from years past? Is my place in the world where I envisioned I would be? Have I touched other people's lives? Have I made a difference? Are there patterns and habits I can change? I can keep? Are their dreams I can revive? Forget? Is being a fallible human an excuse not to change? 

As I wish you, my loyal readers, a fulfilling 2019 full of your hearts desires, I wish for you to look back today. To examine and ponder. To ask your own set of questions.

Here is what I have learned: We all choose the life we live. As we get older, the limitations  increase and choices decrease. It is still possible, to evaluate where we are and how we reached here. We have opportunity to thrive emotionally and spiritually, we have freedom to develop and adapt a new self, to bring change, not only at the new year but everyday of the year.

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