I usually make a fairly long list of New Year’s Resolutions, nothing outrageous, just things like read more, pick up my violin every now and again, do aerobics once a week. You get the gist. Although I make a valiant effort at the beginning of the year, inevitably my enthusiasm dwindles as the months go on and by the time winter rolls round again I can barely remember the resolutions I set for myself 11 months previous.
So this year I’m going to try something different. One (moderately) big change. The clue is in the title…
I want 2015 to be the year I ‘stop worrying and start living’ (to borrow the words of Dale Carnegie). I have always been a worrier, and often I think it does hold me back from doing things or from enjoying things to the full. But now I have Rosalie, and I’m nearly 32 for goodness sake, I think it’s time to kick my worry into touch.
Today is the tomorrow I worried about yesterday, and guess what? Everything turned out just fine!
I reckon that my worry is connected to confidence, positivity and gratitude, so I will be hoping to address these too. I intend to start keeping a gratitude journal to keep me focused on the happy realities rather than worrying about the maybes.
So that’s my resolution for the new year. What about you?
I hope you all have a brilliant, happy and productive 2015!