I never picked one word for 2015. I think it served me well. Nothing particular was sticking out to me – no word was standing out and that said volumes. So I didn’t pick anything.
However, in the last year I turned 40. I turned a corner. My word came to me this year in an instant. UNAPOLOGETIC.
Not trying to be sassy, although it sounds like it. Not trying to be RiRi although that was a name of one of her albums. Not trying to be combative. I’m just saying – I would like to stop apologizing for the choices I make/have made and live proud with where I’m at. Stop apologizing via the things I don’t do, say, etc. and apologizing to myself internally.
If I don’t want to watch the Golden Globes and watch Downton Abbey (in it’s Finale Season) instead then let’s do it! If I don’t want to write as much this year and want to work more on my crafts – I WILL. If I If I am a huge Star Wars fan and it shows TOO BAD. If I’m not into the same things that I was two years ago SO WHAT. I work out or I don’t – and if I don’t – then I can’t apologize to myself. I can only work to be better.
If this surgery I have coming up at the end of the month really does a number on me and I have to miss a lot of work, or I get behind, or I look hideous or it ruins my face or it doesn’t work – I WILL REMAIN UNAPOLOGETIC. I have to take a risk if I want my excessive tearing to go away. It’s kind of my own version of “Invictus”.
Invictus
