I am only hours away from my annual sojourn through my Memory Box, my hidden stash of memorabilia which accumulates during the year.
The sole purpose of my Memory Box is to help me capture the highlights of my year so I don’t spend the evening wishing–
–that I were more organized.
–or any number of things I think about if I allow my mind to dwell in insecurity rather than accomplishment.
It’s human nature, I guess, to think about what’s wrong, instead of what’s right. But before I let the box tell me what went right for me this year, I have a few thoughts of my own.
In spite of the fact that 2014 was one of the toughest years of my life, it was also one of the best. Here’s why!
I got a Makeover!
Not the “What Not to Wear” kind of Makeover, but I hired Power Marketing to give my corporate website a fresh, new look. Like a new haircut, my new site makes me feel young. Hip. Current. 2015 will bring even more fun updates to my brand but hiring a professional to help me with all of this proved to be a very smart move.
I got help!
I finally gave up trying to do it all and hired a Virtual Assistant. The great news is that it’s like having an employee without having to pay insurance, vacation time, or clean my office. (I still worry about judging!)
I said NO!
I’ve learned a lot about boundaries this year….that they are the greatest act of love we can show ourselves and others. And so I spread a whole ‘lotta love this year. Just by saying no.
“No, that opportunity doesn’t fit my business model.”
“No, I can’t take on that volunteer role.”
“No, what you did/said hurt me and I won’t pretend that it didn’t.”
Getting better at saying no and being more transparent has made me feel more confident, empowered, and in control of my life, which is kind of funny since 2014 was OUT. OF. CONTROL!!!!! And so…
I had Faith!
Between my husband and me, we were in the hospital four times in 2014. Plus, my mother-in-law died. And my oldest son spent most of his year working in the Middle East. AND I had the biggest work year in my 17 years in business. I think that measures about a 200 on the richter scale of stress!!! And yet I survived.
One day at a time.
One prayer at a time.
One foot in front of the other.
Getting through the day with unwavering faith that I was not alone.
And so, it doesn’t matter what I see in the box tonight. I’m grateful that I made it! And because of that —
I had a Great Year!
Happy New Year to you and yours,
Love and Grace,