It’s 2016. The start of a new year full of a new you, new things, new promises to yourself and others, new adventures, new grief, new friends, new challenges, new fun…
This year I’ve made no resolutions out loud, I’ve not written anything down, or told anyone about the things I’m hoping I’m strong enough to stick to. Yet.
I’m going to do it in a moment. My resolutions are a bit different this year, they’re things I started in the last 6 months of the year without the pressure of ‘self improving” the second the clock strikes 12 on the 1st January. And because of this I’ve stuck to them, as much as I could, so I’m going to keep getting better at these things. Anyway, see below (I promise I’ll get to the poem eventually).
Here goes nothing:
I tried last year to follow through with the things I said out loud to make sure my word could be trusted – from taking out the recycling and doing things around the house to visiting friends and family. I tried really hard, and I have to say I’ve noticed a difference, but I’ve still not managed to follow through on all of my “promises”.
To continue improving on putting my words into actions so that my words mean something.
Similar to the above, I acquired a nickname at the beginning of last year, affectionately (that’s what I’m going with anyway) given to me by Matt. My nick name is ” half a job”. This is because I often start one job and move onto the next without finishing the first. This can sometimes happen with 3 or 4 tasks. Annoying right? I definitely made progress on this last year and it’s something I want to keep getting better at.
To continue trying, and succeeding, to finish one job before moving onto the next.
I need to make more of an effort to ensure I have a good work/life balance so I can meet more people. I used to be known as a social butterfly until I moved to Brighton and had to start making new friends as an adult. For those that have been there you’ll understand that a new place with a partner can be tough – you rely on them to be your everything because it seems like the less scary and less likely to get hurt route than actually approaching people and nurturing a friendship. So this is what my final resolution is about.
To reestablish myself in Brighton and regain the crown of “queen of the social butterflies” (and yes I did give myself that title!).
So, there you have it. My 3 resolutions for 2016.
I’m going to stop rambling and share the poem I came here to share. It does link to my final resolution of friends but it is about the precious friends I’ve known since I was 11.
Hope you enjoy:
17 years and counting
No matter what length or colour
of the ribbons that flow from you
to the rooms and fields where we grew,
I will still lace mine with yours.
No matter how fast the petals may fall
from your flowery crown
or where they may land,
I will still be one step behind you collecting them all.
No matter how deep you may wade
into the river or how wet you may get,
I will be there to keep you warm.
No matter the stones you may stumble
on along your road,
I will be there with an outstretched arm and an open palm.
No matter how high they’re dropped or where our pins land,
I will always be right here.
10th October 2015