One Word. Encapsulate the year 2011 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the word to be that captures 2012 for you?
Cool, right? I thought so, too.
So, 2011. For me, 2011’s word would be acceptance. Over this past year, I grew to accept a loss that is over two years old. It’s permanent. I get that and I’m okay with it. Finally.
I’ve also accepted that although I can prod and pray, I cannot make anyone else look out for their health, even if the consequences can be serious. Even if they prove to be deadly. That one’s not easy, but it’s true, and I’m a realist.
Finally, 2011 taught me to accept that I can do lots of things, but I can’t do everything. So I reshuffled the cards, tossed some into the pile, and am playing my best hand. It feels good.
Farewell, 2011. You’ve been good to me and helped me grow. I’ll remember you fondly.
Now for 2012. My word for this new year is achievement. This is going to be my year because I am going to make it my year. Just that simple.
I am going to get fit. Strong. Physically powerful. The goal isn’t to wear a certain size or weigh in at some magical number, it is to challenge my body and give it the gift of care. For most of my life, barring these past few years when hormones and stress piled on more pounds that I’m comfortable with, my size and weight have been perfectly fine, but I have never been truly fit. This year, that will change.
In 2012, my address will likely change, too. We’ve set a goal to leave the city and move somewhere slower, cleaner, and less expensive. A place where the trees outnumber the cars and you probably can’t get a decent pizza. By this time next year, I hope to be settled in this new place, but if not, we’ll at least have defined the goal and have the bulk of our stuff packed and ready to go.
Finally, 2012 will bring me a book contract. Let me rephrase that. It won’t bring it to me…I’m going to go get it. I’ve got a handful of short stories slated for publication in a few multi-authored books, and while I’m truly excited about them, I want more. I want one that’s just mine. And I’ll chase it down in 2012.
How about you? If you were to assign just one word each to your 2011 and 2012, what would you choose?