I’ve been trying to muster a really epic New Year’s Eve post.  I’ve been thinking about all the things this time of year represents to everybody and all the promises they make to themselves at the onset of each January 1st…

But I don’t like to make resolutions.

I don’t feel the turning of the calendar is some sort of magical reset button that so many seem to do… I measure “resets” with major life shifts instead.

Which means I’ve hit that “reset” button at many different times in my life, not just at the pre-ordained January 1st deadline.

And I think I like that better… to be able to measure my life by my own periods of growth or healing as they happen rather than regimented 12 month chunks.  Considering what happened between my own mile markers feels much more a measure of time and progress.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t also enjoy a good New Years Eve.  The Fella and I will celebrate the end of the holiday season with some seafood and a very interesting new Prescott tradition: the Boot Drop.  Yes – Whiskey Row is dropping a 6 foot boot instead of a ball, and I’m not going to miss that!

And then tomorrow I’ll get back on track with the things that I’m doing/working on/scheming about today, only it will be 2012… and I won’t have any of that “Unkept” resolution guilt or pressure to freak me out along the way.

May you also be gentle to yourself, allow yourself to enjoy the holiday, and then keep working towards your own goals and dreams in 2012… and may you also celebrate your own little shifts and life moments along the way!