Well, hello everyone!

On the eve of New Years, I’ve got to thinking about resolutions.

How many years have you promised yourself that come January 1st you’ll stop eating poorly, start exercising, do a certain thing every single day until you — lose the weight, write the book, get the dream job — you get the jist.

I know, personally, I have spent many years making promises filled with hope that deep down I know I am never going to make good on. And all those promises end up doing is making me feel like crap at the end of the year when I didn’t do any of the things I set out to do.

So, as we march into 2023, I’d like to give up on the New Year’s Resolution and adopt a new way of looking at this next year.

I’m going to pick a word, and I resolve to make that word the thing I seek out every day of the year.

For 2023, the word is … celebrate.

I often think of celebrations as the party at the end of a long road. The graduation. The wedding reception. The birthday party. Markers of milestones. But how often do those milestones occur in our lives? And as we get older, the milestones become fewer and further between until we’ve relegated our celebrations to annual holidays.

Life happens every day. The reaching of milestones, big and small, happens every day. And I want to celebrate those.

There’s so much that I want to achieve in the coming year, but making my year about discipline or consistency isn’t necessarily part of my plan.

I want to enjoy. I want to find happiness in every day. And I want to celebrate the small stuff.

What are some of your goals or words for the New Year? I’d love to know in the comments!

Happy holidays, friends! I’ll see you next week.