Looking back, I can’t recall ever sticking to my new year resolutions successfully. And even though I have checked off goals previously, I have to question how effective I truly was with visualisation and achievement. I always have this pang of regret rise up towards the end of each year. Had I done enough? What did I actually do? Am I closer to where I want to be? Why hadn’t I stuck to my new year resolutions?
Did 2017 even happen? The year passed me by so quickly that I’m still not sure it even happened. Yet here we are, staring at our scribbled notes of New Year resolutions, trying to detox from the over-indulgence and ready to take on 2018. Sorta.
I begin this blog post with a newfound sincerity and required growth.
Turning twenty-five set off a growing list of items I needed to urgently check off. Forging a career, adjusting to responsibility and learning to love me. And with all that to consider, I can not ignore the immense gratitude I have for 2017.