Month: December 2013


I’ve had a hard time trying to reflect on 2013 and pull out the highlights to write about. The past two weeks I realized so much of what I learned this past year is what I don’t want. Saying that sounds like I’ve had a terrible year, when quite honestly it was the most rewarding yet.  By figuring that out I am steps closer to what is absolutely right for me. I’ve had to test the waters in many different areas of my life: locations, relationships, jobs, hobbies, habits etc. I’ve begun to figure out what works and what doesn’t. What I want to stay and what to move on from.
This was the year I feel like I began hit my stride, the year I began to come into my own. Becoming that much more independent and for the first time truly standing on my own two feet, knowing the choices I make come with benefits and consequences that I must own. I’m proud of what I’ve accomplished and how far I have come, and yet this year has opened my eyes to how far I still have to go. This year has showed me that I am not already 22 but only 22. I have just begun to scratch the surface in this joyous life. More than anything I am so excited for what 2014 has in store and so here are resolutions for my new year…in no particular order:
Run a half marathon with my dad.
Get my certification to be a personal trainer.
Go to an island.
Plan a reunion with my London loves.
Read at least 1 book a month.
Make dinner every Sunday night (you’re welcome Katelyn).
Join a service organization.
Run the freedom trail.
Blog bi-weekly.
Never forget to stay connected to my family and my friends.
Find joyous moments everyday.
Here’s to a wonderful New Year’s Eve celebration with some old best friends Miranda and Sarah that made the trip to Boston, and to my new friends who have made Boston feel like home. I love you all and couldn’t think of a better group to ring in the new year!
But before we move on just yet, a recap of a few of my favorite 2013 moments.
In 2013 I …
“Perhaps that is where our choice lies — in determining how we will meet the inevitable end of things, and how we will greet each new beginning.” – Elana K. Arnold, Burning