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Earlier today I created a custom planner for one of my teen girls. It was a time and labor-intensive task, but she’s been asking for a while. She didn’t need one for adulting like I offer in my shop, she needed one for “teen-ing.” As I worked on it, I paused as I typed in the new year and the weight of it really hit me. It’s 2021.
It didn’t hit me at midnight last night. We had set a timer while we were playing a board game, the timer went off and we spent a few minutes “Happy New Year-ing” each other. It didn’t hit me then, that was going through the motions.
It didn’t hit me as I went about my morning, cleaning out the last of the Christmas clutter. It didn’t hit me as I prepared some food for the freezer and I could NOT seem to write the date correctly. My brain kept trying to write 12/1/20, not sure why, maybe the concussion.
But this afternoon, typing 2021 out for her planner, it hit me. It’s a new year, an actual fresh start, if I want it. I believe we can restart anytime and any day we want, but like many of you, I can’t resist the magic of the New Year.
I’m not someone who believes this new year will solve all the problems created in 2020, that’s just crazy talk. But, all those problems can be benefitted by a fresh perspective and a burst of energy.
My annual word of intention for 2020 was REST. I didn’t know how seriously the year would make that resolve come true. There was all the unexpected rest during quarantine and then later, the forced REST after my concussion. When I regularly looked up at the bulletin board in my bathroom that holds my word-image, I found comfort that REST was part of the plan, and reassured everything would work out.
This year, I battled hard choosing between a few words: hope, purpose, faith, and growth. Ultimately I chose growth, because I want growth of hope, growth of purpose, and growth of faith. I’m not looking to grow my to do list or grow my business, I’m looking for growth within myself. Purpose was a close second because I want to grow in my understanding of my purpose, and work toward committing to it more fully.
So, growth, growth is my word for 2021. If it happens to be your word too, feel free to borrow my printable. You can download it here.
Personally, I’ve printed this and replaced last year’s in my bathroom. It’s the place I realize I never stop noticing notes to myself, so that’s where only really important notes go. Where do you put notes to yourself that you ACTUALLY read?
Here’s to a good year, a year of growth.
From my home to yours,
Mary