If someone asks me tomorrow about my New Year’s resolutions, I’ll tell them I don’t really ever make resolutions.

…And that will be a lie.

For whatever reason, I am a reflective person by nature: whether it’s from being the youngest “surprise!” of my family, the only girl, a reader, a writer…I enjoy looking back, finding meaning, and looking ahead and making plans.
When I was in high school and middle school, I’d always find a bit of time on New Year’s Day to pack a snack and a notebook and jot down what this next year would bring. Probably due to the gray mood that returning to school after a long break brings, these thoughts would be a bit sad, overcritical, and never really meant to be kept.
And here I sit, January 2, 2011, thinking over last year, bummed to be headed back to school tomorrow, planning what might lie ahead in the next 363 days.

Here’s what I’ve got:

new home
It’s sure to be a year of change with Matthew looking for a teaching job, and our lease up at the end of June. I wonder where we’ll be? The mountains? Still in Charleston?

I always have this intention. Eat healthier, be consciously active…not really some crash diet “New Year New You” junk…but be more mindful of what I cook and eat and how I spend my time.

My college thesis was on the dying art of letter writing, and I’ve always loved writing and receiving letters. Yet I can’t remember the last time I wrote a letter to anyone. I want to return to paper, pen, envelope, and stamp

Take time to write. Take time to make silly little things. Encourage this in others.

Make a weekly schedule and keep it. Grade papers on time, pick out teacher clothes the night before so that I’m not running around trying to find a pair of tights at 7:20 am. Don’t waste time poking around on Facebook looking at photo albums of your college best friend’s sister’s twin babies (truth). Enjoy quiet moments.

be there
Show up, even if I don’t feel like it. Listen deeply and follow through. Don’t flake out. Be that person that I know I can be: make the person that’s talking with me know that they are valued, interesting, and important. Remember that every single person in the world wears that invisible badge that says “Notice Me. Like Me. Make Me Feel Important.”

So…let’s do this. After an afternoon nap, of course.

AuthorBeth Ables