If ever there was a word to describe 2017, it would be introspective.
You’re right, you’re right, I know. 2017 could be described in other ways too that perhaps may sum it up better, but this year has been so full of conflict, so full of bombshells that I believe a lot of us were encouraged to think: of what we thought, how we felt, where we stood on this issue, on that man; it isn’t uncommon. Come the end of a year, we like to look back and assess what happened in our lives and the lives of those around us. We give every year a grade, wrap it up, label it as “Good Year” or “Bad Year” and set it aside as we bear down to record the year to come. But it’s too easy to make check marks and pretend that bad things make a bad year, always, or vice versa, that a year is simply a score given to be improved upon next time. And I could do that.
I could look back and say, “Because of my resolutions and what I did and didn’t do, I came out a success or a failure,” but that isn’t true. Every year sees improvement, every year sees growth—we come a long way over the course of 12 months and that’s an important thing to remember.