Every year on March 22, I start a new "year of"...
I started this in 2006 when my roommate Jenne encouraged me to read the book, The Year of Yes and we both participated. I was left exhausted after completeing the Year of Yes, so 2007 became the Year of (mostly) HELL NO. Then, came the Year of Balls to the Wall(again, sorry for the name, mom) and then last year was the Year of Respect. A highly successful year in my book.
Last year I feel like I really got a lot of toxins out of my life and figured out what I wanted and how that was going to happen. I put myself out there and took some risks...and I'm happy that I did. I didn't do it all on my own though. I've been fortunate to have amazing mentors in my life that have always taught me what is important, even if I was too young to understand what they were talking about at the time. As I've gotten older(and I hope more mature), I've often reflected back on the time spent with these people and had several "a-ha" moments.
I'm one day into my new year and I still haven't chosen a title or finalized the details. I know that I want to become a more productive member of society and have better balanace in my life. My priorities need to change a little...and I'm ok with that.
So, until I come up with a catchy name, my "year of" shall remain nameless.