Exactly one year ago, I sat down at a coffee shop in downtown Oklahoma City with one of the most inspiring people I know. We talked about our creative goals, dreams, and aspirations. I didn't have any resolutions and didn't intend to. The following day I would drive 13 hours to Durango, CO. where I would move into a new house and begin a huge new chapter in my life. And a few hours away from that afternoon latte I'd be sitting in front of my dad for the first time since I was eleven years old; something that took me 14 years to initiate. These things alone were huge, so huge I didn't have time or energy for resolutions.
It was at that moment that Kathleen told me about her word. Not a list of workouts to try, or recipes to cook, but a WORD for 2012. A word that would quietly define her year. A word to live by. A word to keep tucked into her back pocket when she was getting ready for the day. I loved the simplicity of this idea so much that I decided I needed a word too.
I spent the next two hours driving to my see my father, watching the setting Oklahoma sun, thinking of the huge, scary things that were ahead of me when I got to Colorado, and I picked a word. I picked MY WORD for 2012. And it couldn't have been more perfect.
In 2012 I was bold.
I was bold in the way I handled rough situations. In the way I gave advise. In the way I made decisions. In the way I confronted people. In the way I emailed. In the way I used my words. In the way I made new friends. In the way I embraced each changing season. In the way I photographed. In the way I took charge of my love life. In the way I rekindled relationships within my family. In the way I traveled. In the way that I told someone no. In the way that I agreed. In the way that I loved. In the way that I lived my life.
2012 wasn't perfect by any means, but not one single day went by that I didn't think of my word. Not one single day went by that I didn't challenge myself to be bold. To be confident, courageous, strong, feisty, brave, spirited, forward, and the most honest version of myself. And I've thought long and hard lately on whether I should chose a new word or make resolutions, or both. And I decided that being bold in 2012 worked well for me. I imagine it will look mighty fine on any day in 2013 too. So I'm keeping it. And that decision feels good. A new year feels good.
Happy New Year to all of the wonderful people in my life. Gosh there are so, so many of you. This girl is feeling so blessed.