One Word for 2018
2017 has been a fabulous year in many ways.
I am closer than ever to achieving a dream I have, my beautiful children are flourishing, and I am well.
My friends have been outstandingly supportive as always and I, who tend to stick to my old trusted friendships, have formed a couple of new friendships that both encourage and delight me.
A friend or two from the past has drifted back too and reminded me a little of who I used to be. For that, I am so grateful, though a little sad that perhaps a part of me was lost and is lost, for now.
Ah, my friends.
I have little tribes of friends: my old trusted loved, loved, loved school friends, my brothers who are not my brothers in blood but are in every other way. I have my blogging friends- funny, feisty fabulous, helpful and gorgeous..epic every one of them. I have my online far-flung duo of soul sisters who always have my back, champion me and love me fiercely. I have my blogging squad too, who aspire as I do to do more, create more and have this amazing writing career -we support each other faithfully. I have newer friends whose children share my children’s lives and who are my daily rocks. I have my writing pal who dreams with me of changing the world. I am blessed. I have lovely friends and I need them. I really do thank God for them.
My friends have been a cornerstone of 2017 and I want to make sure in 2018 I give back, as this year I know I have taken more than I gave.
Giving back is going to be a big feature of my new year.
I also have a very grand ambition for 2018 and this is the first time I have put it down on paper.
On July 8th, 2018 I am to walk a marathon.
In one day.
This is an absolutely enormous ambition for me as I have restricted lung capacity. I have a plan and a cheerleading squad and I absolutely will do my very, very best to achieve this. I know it is going to be really tough. I also know I am strong.
I will be raising money for the British Lung Foundation. I would like to raise £1000. You can, if you wish, sponsor me here.
Ambition nor walking are my words of the year though and neither is giving back – although these all loom large.
Choice is my word this year.
I need to make good, smart, right choices. I have been derailed a few times recently from paths I want to and need to take and I need to stay very strong. I need to choose to train when I am tired or I will not manage this mammoth walk. I need to choose to be guided by reason, not reaction. I need to focus on the home I want for my children and ensure that happens. I need to choose happiness, choose health, choose to surround my self with positive people and experiences at all times,
I have some dreams I want to realise this year- one, in particular, involves encouraging people to choose every day to find joy. I will tell you more about this soon.
So my word is CHOICE – it looms large this year and I am going to make good, sound, reasoned choices that set me on the path towards my goals and the goals I have for my family.
I hope that’s not too vague. I know what I’m talking about even if no one else does!
I wish you a beautiful 2018 that brings you peace, resilience and beautiful moments. I wish you friendship to support you and good health too.
You are fabulous.
If you would like to read what some my beautiful friends have chosen as their word of the year, check out the links below: