2013 was a year of triumphs and challenges. Full of professional
highs – I worked in high pressure environments with high profile people,
delivered and won accolades, even got a promotion. But I also discovered new
dynamics at work, not so pleasant ones. And that got me considerably down. My personal
life was less choppy, but challenged me nevertheless. I learnt how tiring
dealing with a teenage daughter can be, and how inadequate and unprepared you
can feel at times. And I learnt that whilst it’s wonderful to have my husband
back home to share parenting blues, amongst other things, with, sometimes it is
wiser to deal with things yourself. I turned a glorious 40, and got so much
love from family, old friends and new friends that I was overwhelmed. I felt
pampered and spoilt, and enjoyed every bit of it. I had new experiences – I voted
for the first time ever – and felt proud to have done so. And I ended the year
having seen and spent time with some of my favourite people in this world, some
of whom I see every day, others every month and some once a year or even less.
Just thinking about them all makes me smile and feel blessed.
2014 began by the ocean, my favourite place in the world, with
my loved ones. And in the last 15 days I have continued to spend time with
people who I love, who are important to me because they add value to my life in
ways which cannot be measured. Which is far more important than how people who
mean much less to me, perceive me.
This year, I want to end a few things and begin a few. I
will write more, I will stay in touch with people more, I will do the things
that give me pleasure but also feel right to me more. I will try to get less
stressed about unimportant things, I will care less about making everyone happy
all the time. I will worry less about not being certain all the time and be
okay with gradually feeling my way around to the solution. I will complain
less. And I will be happier.
Bon 2014!
