Last Song of the Year…Echo Lake.
Which has made me think of wishes for the new year. I don’t do resolutions…obviously. I DO do goals. I have some big ones.
First, do everything I have control over to stay healthy. Deadlift for a strong back; eat for strength and anti-inflammation; train to stave off this aging thing that seems to happen each year . Throwing drills while the snow wins the whole “can I throw out in the cold without slipping on the ice and falling on my arse” deal. Sleep 7-8 hours a night. Lot’s of water…lot’s of wine.
Second, be patient in my ventures. Whatever they look like. Be it relationships; chaos; things not going as I’ve pictured; my throwing, be patient. It is something I’ve always lacked.
I’ll get married…cuz why not?
3rd…understand I can’t do everything. I can’t be everywhere. I can’t do it all. I really want to. I’ve really expected myself to. But can’t. No one can. I’ll have great days and bad days but hopefully mostly good days. Good days are good. I’ll take ’em.
Next, I’ll keep learning. About Art, and Books, and Cars, and Dogs, and Food, and Drink, and Volunteering, and Training, and Throwing, and Loving, and Parenting, and Being. I’ll just keep learning.
Even more, I’ll let go. Of hurts; of disappointments; of others shitty energy; of stinkin’ thinkin’; of non productive people; of others silliness that I let creep into my life; of unrealistic expectations of not only others around me, but of myself.
What I’ll CONTINUE to do is…
Make my Bigg man laugh
Pet my dogs
Experiment (with food, not drugs)
Call Bullshit (see cuss)…on myself and others.
Appreciate my friends
Do the Mom thang
Be spazzy on competition day
Smile when my man rubs his back on the door jam
Listen to my Oz man talk in his Russian accent
Be proud of my little girl’s hard work
Hope for my Zac
Visit with long lost friends
Make new friends
Appreciate each day.
Give me a firm spot on which to stand, and I shall move the earth.