Sunday, 8 January 2012

2012 We Meet At Last

So 2012 is here at last. It wasn't so long ago the thought of the year 2012 seemed incredibly space-aged and now we're here. Eek. I started 2011 with a massive 'to do' and resolution list.  Did I do any of them?  Did I bugger.  This year my New Year's resolution is not to make any resolutions.  I seem to inadvertently make it my personal mission to break as many as possible in as short a time as possible.   'Dear Diary, this year I resolve to go on a diet and exercise. Lots. [written whilst semi-comatosed on the sofa with a kitkat in one hand and a mouth stuffed full of crisps]'  So no, this year, no resolutions. 

I love a new year though, it feel's new.  It brings the promise of new beginningsI read somewhere that:' Life is like a roll of toilet paper - the closer it gets to the end the faster it goes'.  I was going to add: then you're left in the shit. Literally. But, I won't...  Although, it did get me thinking about how quickly it all whizzes by and how we deserve to live a life we truly love for the short time we're here and while still able.  How easy it is to stagnate.  So many people have opinions on how the lives of others should be and alas if we don't shape our own lives, no-one else will. Continuing to beat the drum of what's gone wrong, only plays the sound of past regrets. Someone once said: " You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore" So maybe I'll make a resolution after all - that this year, I'll lose sight of the shore.

Wishes for all to have a joyful and healthy 2012 x

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