It’s no longer 2012, well technically it is, but being the 31st of December, anything that didn’t get done in 2012 is clearly not going to happen. It’s a year that is behind us, but not yet gone, as we sit swirling in the dregs at the bottom of the coffee cup of 2012.
The coffee machine is brewing, ready to pour out a hot steaming cup of 2013. We can smell it’s aroma as it brews, but it will be a little while yet until the cup is ready and served up for us.
As I wait for the very last of 2012 to be consumed, I sit in quiet contemplation of the year that was. For the last few years I have started the year by selecting one word themes to set my intention for the year.
My 2012 ONE WORDs were:
My Family : Connected
I’m comfortable to give this one a tick. Things were probably a bit rocky in the middle, but things are feeling good again.
Our Home : In Progress
This one definitely gets a tick. Bathroom renovation, new ceiling fan in the main bedroom, actually using the main bedroom for Dean and I, and a coffee machine.
My Health : Proactive
I can give this one a tick, but only just. It took a while but we finally made some eating and exercise decisions and yoga has saved me again. Of course!
My Work : Aligned
I’m happy to give this one a tick, maybe just in pencil. It will be interesting to see where I am and what I’m doing in another year’s time.
My Finances : Controlled
Earlier this year, this one got a definitive tick. Lately, I’ve let things slip. Time to get the controlled element back again.
Me : Wholehearted
I feel like that definitely gets a tick. I’ve blogged and written words and read books and worked and loved and generally felt like my life is destined to be good most of the time this year.
Squirm Word : Disciplined
I’m even going to give myself a tick here. After all, I’ve blogged every week (and a few extras) during 2012, I signed up for and met the NaNoWriMo challenge to write 50,000 words in a month and I’ve remained non-negotiable with my Daily Gratitudes. My self discipline is an emotional muscle and I’ve been working it. The more I work it, the stronger it will get.
2012. You were a big year.
- I moved offices. Enough said about that.
- The black dog was officially introduced to us. I hate him.
- Dean turned 40.
- DEAN WON A TRIP TO NEW ZEALAND! Can you believe that.
- I got my first passport.
- I decided to stop colouring my hair and to see just how much grey is really there.
- My mum had a stroke, and then was diagnosed with cancer. Her life and my dad’s life changed forever the day of her stroke. I looked at photos of the night before just the other day and found myself crying.
- My uncle was diagnosed with cancer
- Our lovely and very crazy dog, Angel, died
- Dean and I took the trip to New Zealand. 4. Whole. Days. Without. Children. Shared here, here, here, and here. In another country. I got a stamp in my passport!!
- Our old mouldy gross bathroom was ripped out and replaced with an amazing bathroom
- Our new puppy, the gorgeous and delightful, Jack, came to live with us. x
- Dean bought a motorbike. Say it with me “mid life crisis”
- I had my first trip in an ambulance, and was reminded how resilient my body has been for me
- My gorgeous team made it happen so that I got back to yoga. How cool is that!
- I wrote 50,000 words of a completely unplanned novel in November … and loved it 🙂
- I completed DAREcember – a fashion challenge (do I do fashion challenges? Apparently I do) and forced me (and you, if you follow me on FB or twitter – sorry) to look at myself over and over for 31 days. (I’ll pop back and add the link later today)
What a year!
I remember a feeling of almost desperation on other New Year’s Eve to see other years behind me so I can “try again” and “fix things”. But not this year. I sit, at the end of 2012, my fingers around the now cold flavourless mug of coffee that was 2012, and I feel grateful, peaceful and excited.
I have been wondering what my ONE WORD for 2013 will be. I don’t feel any need to change any of my words, other than my squirm word. I think, after 2011 being the year of consistency, and 2012 being the year of facing discipline head on, that I have at least a light grip on those things now.
My 2013 ONE WORD is not one word. I haven’t found one word to capture what I mean. The closest I have is Beauty, but even that’s not quite right.
For 2013, my new theme, my new challenge, is to remember to not only take time to smell the roses, but to look for them and look at them. To be more engaged in the visuals of my world, my office, my home and myself.
To look for opportunities to share in the beauty of life, to shift my focus from my head to my heart. After all, life is wonderful when our hearts are singing. And I bet our heads can work better too!
So, to 2012 I say Thank You. Thank you for the amazing gifts, the new experiences and the reminders that life is so very short.
And to 2013 I say I can smell you brewing. I’m ready. I have some big dreams for you. I look forward to sharing with you The Beauty of Life.
What will your 2013 share with you?