For the past week, almost every conversation I’ve had has involved the phrase “What are you doing for New Year’s???” Almost every time I’ve scrambled and said, “Oh, I don’t know yet, I’m still deciding, blahblahblah.” This has basically translated to I DON’T HAVE PLANS DAMNIT. At first, I was frustrated with my lack of a social life, especially when I realized that my younger siblings both had plans. Then, I had an epitome:
For the first time in 4 years, I could celebrate New Years in comfort. I wouldn’t have to wear makeup. I could wear mismatched pyjamas and warm, thick socks. I could each junk food, feel sick, and cuddle with my dog BECAUSE NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.
I was totally set to bring in 2013 with no style.
Then my friend invited me to a party, and I suddenly wanted plans. Unfortunately (or fortunately) my body worked against me, and I felt sick so I decided to stay home tonight and instead bring in 2013 with my mom, dad, and dog.
This has turned out to be the BEST DECISION EVER.
While my Dad was still at work, Mom & I decided to watch the movie “New Year’s Eve,” which she had gotten for Christmas. I’d never seen it before and OMG! It was sooo cute, perfect, and made me happy!
At one point, Hilary Swank’s character has to justify why the ball has stopped raising in the middle of Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
The speech goes:
As you all can see the ball has stopped half way to its porch. It’s suspended there to remind us before we pop the champagne and celebrate the New Year, to stop and reflect on the year that has gone by. To remember both our triumphs and our missteps, our promises made and broken. The times we opened ourselves up to great adventures or close ourself down for fear of getting hurt. Cause that’s what New Year’s is all about, getting another chance. The chance to forgive, to do better, to do more, to give more, to love more. And stop worrying about what if and start embracing what will be. So when that ball drops at midnight, and it will drop, let’s remember to be nice to each other, kind to each other. And not just tonight, but all year long. Thank you.
As I heard Hilary’s speech, I couldn’t help but reflect on my own 2012. The speech really struck a cord with me, and I realized that I’m ready to forgive, do better, do more, give more, and, above all, love more. I’m ready to love myself, and ready to love myself enough to open up to love again.
Someone asked me earlier tonight what my New Year’s resolutions are, and, to be honest, I made them up on the spot. I’m not one to sticking to my resolutions, and last year I resolved to not make resolutions to feel guilty about 3 weeks later.
I decided that, this year, I’ll probably just try to live in the moment more and take chances I normally wouldn’t take…. especially with my happiness. I tend to be an overthinker, and that’s not always a good thing. In fact, it’s a terrible thing. I tend to find negatives about everyone and everything in order to protect myself from getting hurt. But you know what? Getting hurt is part of having life experiences… which is something I’m looking forward to in 2013.
In 2013 I resolve to live in the moment, take chances, and be happy… because life’s too short to live without risk, and that’s one risk I’m no longer willing to take.
Happy 2013, you sassy people. Be sassy. Be strong. Follow your heart, and, above all, take risks.
Last year, I rang in 2012 with a hat and a party. Thirty minutes later, I found out my car had been towed. Here’s to hoping 2013 starts off a lot better! 😉