You know how I told you that I always wear rose colored glasses, at least in the rear-view mirror?
Do you remember how hard it is for me to let go of the old until I've fully savored it?
Not this time.
2012? Not my year.
Just. Not. My. Year!
2013? Bring it!
It just has to be better.
As I reflected on 2012, I did notice that it was the first year in a long time that I didn't choose a word to be my guide, my daily nudge. I don't really think that's why last year was so stinky, but maybe it's absence played a part. Just in case, I think I'll be sure to choose a word for 2013.
I don't have it yet, but I'm thinking about it. What about you? Do you do this? Choose a word for the year? If you do, what's yours?
The image above is a detail of a marble stair garland in the Iowa State Capitol.