Everyone sets all these lofty goals for the new year, and I used to be among the throng of “I’m going to lose weight, I’m going to eat better, I’m going to be more…”
No more. Not me. While I have been working out and trying to better myself, that’s more for my sanity rather than because of some stupid New Year thing.
I do, however, plan to start something big (for me) this year. If Sophie’s taught me anything, it’s that life is short and every second is precious and I can’t waste it being unhappy.
I love to write. Putting words on paper (digital or otherwise) feels powerful. It feels good. It makes me happy and it’s been something I’ve wanted to do primarily, as a source of income, as a way to feed my kids AND my soul for about 6 years now.
I’m not delusional. I know I can’t likely make enough doing this to feed the kids, at least not immediately, I have decided to try freelance writing to feed my soul. Because I need it. I need the output. I need the release that writing gives me.
Some people run. Some people drink. Some people dance. I write. This is who I am.
So my new years resolution? Try for my dream. Write. And see if anyone out there wants to help me follow my dream.
I totally think all of us should do this. All of us should dream and all of us should try to follow that dream. Don’t give up your day job (cause Lord knows I’m not going to), but do figure out your dream and try to make it work.
And wish me luck. Cause I’m going to need it….
OH! And Happy New Year!!!