I decided that this year I wouldn't make a resolution. Instead I made a list of things I'd love to accomplish. I sat up in bed one night and thought about each part of my life and what makes me feel fulfilled. I thought about life skills I've always wanted to learn. I thought about dreams I've had and never made happen.
The list got longer and longer and I got more and more excited. Everything felt possible. There were no voices of worry or fear in my head. So I wrote it all. The list has 59 goals on it. And in the end I decided that even if I accomplish a third of the list, this would be one incredible year. Resolutions just don't do it for me. Usually it turns the task at hand into a chore. But this list looks like fun.
And the best part: Since the clock struck 2013, I have already baked three legit loaves of bread. And I set up a spot for Grandma B's sewing machine. The tv has been unplugged and everything feels possible.