Let's Try This Again (Featuring Some Thoughts on Resolutions)


Hey there! How've you been doing? Congratulations to all of us on making it through 2017. And in celebration of that accomplishment, I think it's only fitting to game-plan for this coming year, and have a chat, just for fun. 

I have a love-hate relationship with New Year's resolutions. I love the idea of setting goals. I think goals are essential for anyone and everyone! Being more present, eating more broccoli (definitely easier said than done), calling your family more often, filling up your tank before it's on E, etc. What I don't like about resolutions is this impossible set of expectations that need to be met. If I don't go to the gym at least 5 times a week like I said I would, that means I'm a failure, right? Or if I don't make myself write at least 15 minutes a day, I'll never amount to anything as a writer, because how could a flawed person accomplish anything, right?


WRONG. WRONG WRONG WRONG. Did I say it already? WRONG. 


Having goals and wanting to kick ass isn't a problem. But I think there's damage done when we don't give ourselves grace, and realize that we're human, and that being human is okay.


We're all messes, but we're also growing. 



Let me explain. This summer, on a sunny, 80 degree day in Portland, I got my second tattoo. It's an arrangement of red roses that cover my right shoulder. It took two sessions to finish, with one appointment for the outline and the other for the color. I took a trip to Palm Springs in the middle of the two sessions, and I got to know and love my work-in-progress of a tattoo. There was only a dash of green on one of the leaves of my upper arm, with the rest of the tattoo made up of lines that would soon be filled in with shape, color, and life. But I'll be honest, there was a part of me that was sad to see the unfinished tattoo become perfect. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my tattoo, but I thought it was peculiar that I had become so attached to the version of my roses that weren't beautiful in the way that they were intended, but were beautiful nonetheless. 


All of this to say, if you do resolutions, I wish you all the luck and perseverance in the world. You really can do it! But all I ask is that you give yourself love in the process. Just try. No one is perfect, no one will ever be perfect, but we can choose to be the best versions of ourselves when we wake up every morning. So here's to a wonderful new year. May 2018 be the best yet!


With love from your gal,