At the beginning of 2013, I chose my One Word for this year: present.
My goal was to be more present in my own life, more engaged in the little moments that matter. I wanted to view those moments, and my part in them, as a gift – or present – for the people I love. I also desired to feel less like my life has to be a presentation, a perfect image. To believe that my life can be a meaningful presence without perfection.
This year, I was present for writing. This was probably my must productive year of writing so far. Because I was present for writing, it changed me. Writing became far more than just putting a book together or submitting essays to journals. Writing showed me who I am, who I’ve been, and who I want to be. Writing was my catharsis and savior in the tough times. Writing healed me when I needed healing.
It was a good year. I still know that there were times I could’ve been more present. I know there were times when I could have been far more kind and patient and loving. I know that there were times I purposely tried to be absent, to escape. I know that I probably failed as many times as I succeeded. But as I said, part of learning to be present was learning that imperfection and occasionally being not-present is okay.
A new year is dawning, and with it will come a new word. I’ll share that one with you in a few days.
What was your one word for 2013 and how has it gone?