I think it’s safe to say that I did not have a very good 2008. I’m not really alone in that; 2008 was challenging for a lot of people. Several weeks ago, I saw the year winding down and I realized that on balance it was going to turn out as a bad year, with little time to redeem itself. And that’s about when I decided 2009 would be my year no matter what. I have to confess I cheated a little; I got started on it a few weeks early. I started spending time with some new people, I told some people at work how I really feel, I took a little road trip, I drank, I ate, I danced, I sang some killer karaoke, I hung out with my family, and now I’m ready to go.
This year is mine. It belongs to me, and I hold it in my hands, and I can make it my bitch or my baby. I can make the little changes I want; I can make the big changes I need. I can leave my job this year, or I can stay and make it work for me. I can fall in love this year, but I don’t have to. I can do the things that are right for me.
This year, I’m going to travel. I’m going rock climbing. I might go skydiving. I might get a tattoo. I might get a puppy. I will go outside more. I will be open to new experiences. I will be positive. I am going to read dozens of books. I am going to talk to dozens of people. I am going to put good things out into the world, and trust that good things will be returned to me. I am going to write more, because I am going to have stories to tell, and you’re going to want to hear them.
The best thing about this year is that it’s your year too, if you want it to be. Grab it in your hands and go.