Regardless the year, I love 1 January.
It’s 8.00 am on 1 January. I have just enjoyed FaceTime sessions with my nephews in the Netherlands, who gave me a lovely and noisy run down of their fireworks activities. I also spoke with my octogenarian parents while they were watching the firework displays in Rotterdam from their high rise apartment.
Everyone sounded happy and excited; we all exchanged wishes for health and good times in the year to come.
What a wonderful 1 January tradition this is – wishing each other prosperity.
That, however, is not the only reason that I like 1 January.
I also like 1 January as it is the annual opportunity for betterment, an almost tangible chance of making better what wasn’t quite right in the year gone.
Over the years I have learned to not any longer make a list with resolutions as those lists lost their UseByDate nearly before the ink had dried. No, these days I have a general idea of how I’d like to adjust what I didn’t quite achieve in the previous year.
And the adjustments are predominantly focused on relationship (also with myself) and health: spiritual and physical well-being. With those two elements taken care of, life becomes and stays more enjoyable.
Looking back at the past year I feel confident that I am on the right track and now it is a matter of staying focused and continue believing in what I have achieved so far.
I am looking forward to the year to come; bring it on 2018!