2015 is my year. I know it.
Something about me has changed in the past year. I’ve failed more than once in 2014, and for the first time I’ve not only failed, but I’ve also wholeheartedly accepted my failures. This year I learned you can’t move on from failure until you own up to it and accept it as your own. It really is as they say: confession is good for the soul.
My failures in 2014 have given me the room to dream and think and grow, and now I’m ready for the year ahead. I’ve learned what doesn’t work, what I don’t want to do and who I don’t want to be. Now I can focus my energy in fewer directions and concentrate on the goals at hand.
Failure has made me less fearful. I mean, if failure is the worst that can happen, I’m in a good spot…been there, done that. What’s left to be afraid of? It’s also made me more humble and much more respectful of the process. Failure taught me that things take time and that I may have to try something more than once.
I’m really looking forward to the future. 2015 is my year of grinding it out. My year of getting it done. This time next year, things are going to be very different for me, and I cannot wait. I’m so focused, so ready. I have so much in store for The Feisty House and for our little community. Next year is our year.
The failures of 2014 have given me a fresh perspective on what I want to do with this blessing called life. I’m so ready to give it all I’ve got and then some. I’m praying for a prosperous, accomplished and dynamic New Year for all of us. I can’t wait to see where we go in 2015.