This past week it has been beyond cold in Chicago. So cold that when you step outside for 10 seconds your nose hair freezes. Nothing enjoyable about that. So, we packed our bags and headed to Miami. It was the perfect New Years Eve with my kids. Some how we got up at 4:00am for an early morning flight and were still able to stay up till midnight on Ocean Drive. I loved that feeling of “making it.” Making it to midnight with three kids, on a crazy night night might not seem like the biggest accomplishment, but after a long day of travel and a long week of holidays back home, it was. When the clock struck midnight, we jumped, we screamed, we hugged spinning in circles and it felt fantastic.
You can see in the photo, how bundle we are but oh so happy to be at the airport and get the hell outta dodge. Anyway, after chugging down our 12 groups and the moment passed, I closed my eyes and said to myself, “we made it, I made it.” 2017 was a long year. I turned 39 this past year and it wasn’t fun. In the sense that, I expected, hoped, dreamed I would be at a certain point in my life and career before I turned 40. But, there have been obstacles and set-backs. So when the clock stuck midnight, and I was with my toes in the sands of the Atlantic Ocean under the full moon, with the crowds behind me cheering, I thought to myself, I made it this far….but not far enough.
I had to take a week off social media, blogging, and most clients the last week of 2017 to figure out where am I going wrong. I had goals to be meet before 40 and here I am 9 month away. But, on the shoreline of Miami at 12:10 in the morning, I realized, I still have manny more months to go. The whole glass half full theory, right? Now, I have written out the goals, again and again, I have made resolutions, which apparently are not the same as goals, and I have a few more months to nail this. Every quarter I take a day or two and refocus, regroup. But, this was different, this was a re-birth, physically, emotionally, mentally, and I am going to say it, spiritually.
So 2018, bring it. I got my coco on, I got my R&R and I got my, well, my drive (again).