An old work colleague, Kim, posed the challenge to reflect on the passing year by focusing on a refelction suggestion each day for the next 12 days. I'm excited to engage. Here is the first of the 12:
If you can give a name to 2011 what would it be and what would you name 2012?
I'm tempted to give 2011 a really funky name since it was the 3rd year in a row my employer did not give out raises and the 2nd they reduced pay (one day of furlough the first year and 2 days in 2011). I was promised a promotion that never materialized and have grown fatter, despite my conviction to become thinner. My 86 year-old mom had a stroke and became totally dependent upon me. It looked pretty bad all the way around.
But, what I know is that 2011 was what I made it, funky circumstance and all. If anything, 2011 was my year of learning to take responsibility for my life. I started to have the sneaky suspicion that I was standing in my own way. Yes, difficulties were showing up and lots of them. Anyone who knows or is a single mom understands what I mean. Life is tough for all of us but, a woman on her own (no child support, no weekends at Dad's, no protector or confidant) has a battle everyday. And, that reality kept me feeling sorry for myself.
At least, until I began to hear the whispers in my head that said "change the way you see your Life and you'll change your life".
So, just before my birthday, I made an appointment with a therapist, saw my internist and recommitted to my own happiness. Each feels like a big move.
To 2011, I name you the Year of Self-Reflection. As for 2012, I believe it will be the Year of Claiming My Good.
