2019

I feel like everyone is boycotting the NYR and New Year New Me malarky this year... to an extent I agree, what difference does one digit on the end of a 4 number sequence that defines a time we live in mean we have to change as a person?

BUT, I do think it can serve as a purpose for a bookmark, to stop pause and look at the chapter in your life you've just completed. This is just the next chapter, if your previous chapter was great and you want to keep it going, then do! If it wasn't, or you didn't enjoy certain aspects, then edit out the bits you don't want in the new chapter.

I decided to write down 2 reminders going into 2019, these are a continuation of the hard work I've put in in 2018 and will use them to go from strength to strength.

1) To continue being kind to myself, mentally and physically. Every morning I tell myself my body is my temple, treat it how it deserves to be treated. I also remind myself that if I don't put 100% into myself, then I cannot put 100% into my life (Colby, Ben, Career, Family, Friends).

2) We only have one life, we only live it once, therefore don't get hung up on the little things. Having such bad panic attacks meant this time last year just having someone say to me they couldn't come over or were going to be late made me freak out.

I'd already put this into practice a few days before Christmas. I'd got our turkey and all the trimmings set to cook up a feast for Ben and I, when we were chatting in the evening about how sometimes life can be cruel and taken from us when we least expect it. Before we knew it we'd invited ourselves (to their joy may I add) to my in-laws for the whole of Christmas day! Not only did I let go of a plan I'd put in place, but I also let go of the control with food, and boy I'm sure glad I did! I couldn't have asked for a better day, we sat around laughing and making memories.

3) LIFE IS PRECIOUS

Ben and I both agreed we wouldn't take part in any of "January Challenges" but do what felt right for us on each day that past. Take Dry January, I understand why people do it, but, excuse me for being morbid what if you went out with a friend January 27th, had the will power to not have a cheeky G&T and felt that you somewhat didn't fully enjoy your evening, later that night you go to sleep and never wake up. Given the opportunity to do that night again, would you have a G&T and the best last night of your life?

Obviously everything is to be done in moderation, but don't limit your happiness from the pressures of our social influences.