A lot of blogs are plotting out a “word of the year” for this brand-spanking new 2014 as a sort of banner-word to capture the vision and feel for what they want this new year to be, what they want their fresh blogs to exude, and their personal lives to showcase. Last year, my word of the year was patience and I have to say I don’t think I did very well at following my own advice, but that’s what a new year is all about I suppose, resolving to try again despite every former failing. This year, I don’t have a very popular word, but I think it fits very well into what my life is going to be like in 2014, so I’m going to give it another go: it’s forgiveness.
I’ve been spending some of my Christmas vacation reading my favorite blogs and they all seem to be on the verge of launching big new projects, fresh ideas, and plans they’ve been idling for months. Seems logical for a new year: new plans, new goals, new ideas. But me? I’ve got nothin’ honestly. And that is why this year is going to be about forgiveness. Forgiveness I hope from all of my readers for when I vanish without an excuse and return without an apology, but most importantly forgiveness from myself to…myself. This year is going to be incredibly busy. Lots of big things are in the wings that last year I had to be patient about beginning but this year I actually have to accomplish and while it’s exciting, it’s also terrifying, exhausting, and creativity-numbing.
When I get on this space, I want to give you things from my heart so I’m making a new year resolution not to torture ideas out of myself, but to share things I find that I love along this new journey, to post projects I get a fancy for to distract me from real-life, and to share when I want to share instead of feeling obligated. It’s going to be tough. I really love this and still as a wee-baby blogger, everyone says to have frequency in your online presence, for a sporadic posting schedule won’t really gain a windfall of readers and may bore the ones you have, so deciding to sort of be a blog-slacker is scary. That’s why I need to forgive myself. This year I’m not going to be able to make everything work. Every part of my life will NOT be beautiful, in fact, I anticipate at least 3 out of the 5 major things in my life to be completely hideous for the larger part of this year. If it turns out better than expected, than jolly holly I’ll be happy, but I’m already forgiving myself for when it doesn’t. Last year I had quite the luxury of getting this blog off the ground, even if it only went up a few inches, but this year I have to put a few of my personal ambitions aside to complete real-life obligations that aren’t nearly so fun but completely necessary to you know—live. So, forgive me please that I can’t always put VMMV on top of my stack. I’m going to try and forgive myself as well and try to really believe that there is a season for everything and when some seasons go, it doesn’t mean they won’t come back, just that you have to soldier through summer to get back to cozy fall, and when winter grows bleak, spring is always around the corner.
– <3 A.