Still, on December 31, I’m having a hard time grasping all that I accomplished (and didn’t accomplish) in 2013. It was a really major year for me. I graduated with my Master’s in English. I got married. I travelled abroad for the first time. I became employed full time in the adult world — not in a career-minded job, but one that helps financially and that I like well-enough.
I’m a resolutions person, but this day last year, I knew 2013 was filled with major life achievements. I didn’t set any other resolutions because “finish grad school” and “get married” and “find a job” seemed like enough for me in a year. And it was, really. I’m not sure I’ve had such a stressful year.
For 2014, I’m excited about the open-endedness and a year that appears full of possibilities. This will be a new year for resolutions.
It’s been good, 2013. I grew up a lot this year, and I learned a lot this year, and I’m stoked for midnight.