my horrible depression. I started thinking about what a new year really means. If you really think about it, each day brings with it a new chance to change and grow. However, there’s just something about New Year’s Day that brings out the hopes and resolutions that we all make and swear to keep. Sometimes we keep them and sometimes we don’t. But maybe that’s not really what is important.
According to this young man at Walmart, New Year’s is the last holiday of the year. I replied that perhaps it is really the first holiday of a new year. Looking at it this way really made me think. The New Year’s holiday begins with New Year’s Eve. Does it matter whether we are saying goodbye to one year or saying hello to another? Is there really a difference? I’m not sure.
I started thinking about how I couldn’t wait for 2010 to be over. It was a year of ups and downs, and looking at the year through the eyes of my depression back then, it seemed like there were way more downs than ups.
Another thing I want to change in the new year is to slow down. It is not necessary to rush around like a madman. It is not necessary, and certainly not healthy, to act as though we are in a race. I think the phrase “crazy busy” should be stricken from the English language, and those who use it as a badge of honor should try changing their priorities.
What will you decide? I wonder what I will decide. I’ll let you know, friends! xoxo
P.S. My Open Letter To New Year's Eve last year. :)
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