New Year’s resolutions are weird. I make them. Well, I make one. I make one resolution every year that I actually do. But I know it’s weird and I shouldn’t play along, but I’m a glutton for self-awareness and “living deliberately” and the end of one year and beginning of another is just as good a time as any to decide to change something.
2011’s resolution was to read 26 books in the year — a book every two weeks, to give me some time to be lazy and procrastinate.
I did it.
2012’s resolution was to get into fitness again. It was vague. But I did that.
This year I don’t want to talk about resolutions. I want to talk about something else.
The thing about resolutions is they give you this personal feeling of empowerment and accomplishment that you are going to do something for yourself, by yourself.
But this year, I am hyper-aware of how little we actually do without the support of others. For me, anyway. Anything I did that had impact in 2012 was because something I did was amplified and supported by someone else. Or, in several cases, initiated and inspired by someone else from the start.
I am weirdly into my job. I really like it. I work at The Starr Conspiracy as a social media manager. You probably already know that about me. I talk about it a lot.
My boss for almost two years was Laurie Ruettimann. She’s a phenomenal human. I don’t do cheesy very well, but Laurie is my mentor.
She recently left the agency. You can read about it here.
I am sincerely thankful for the experience of working with her. I have words for it … but they’re not for you, they’re for her.
For me, the end of 2012 is bittersweet.
I got married. That was cool. I had an overall good year of “stuff.” For every thing I did right in 2012, there were many things done by other people that helped me get to it.
Your resolutions are awesome. I’m sure you’re going to follow through with every one of them.
It’s the time of year when everyone tells themselves they’re capable, motivated and valuable. It’s the time to dream big. Do that.
But don’t forget to take a minute to thank everyone who helped you do anything you’re proud of in 2012.
Thanks Laurie. Thanks family. Thanks friends. Thanks coworkers. Thanks guy on the street who calls me Queen Elizabeth Betty Davis. Thanks henchmen holding a wrench to make it look like he’s doing something. That last one’s a joke.
Happy New Year.
