It’s 8:00 pm on New Year’s Eve. This time last year I was excited and filled with expectation. 2012 was going to be BIG. And it was.
I went back to school. My baby girl graduated high school and started college. I traveled to the Bahamas and to Chicago. I celebrated my 48th birthday. I hired a trainer and have challenged myself physically and mentally like never before.
Right now, at 8:00 pm on New Year’s Eve I am exhausted. I finally understand what it means when people say that it’s okay to say, “no”. I couldn't take on one more thing if I wanted to. When I decided to do all the stuff that I did I had no idea that it would wear me out the way that it has. I’m tired.
I’m not excited today like I was 365 days ago. My expectations were off the charts last year. This year, I’m a little more subdued. In a good way. My hope for 2013 is that God gives me the strength and the desire to continue doing what I’m doing. School is challenging but I have a 4.0 and I will continue to work hard in order to finish on top. Training is challenging but I will not become a frail old lady. I will be strong and beautiful until I leave here. Count on it.
2012 was fantastic. It was awesome. It was eye-opening. It was emotional. It was everything.
2013 will be more of the same ... with more rest though. Happy New Year!