Patience. That is my word. In 2012, I am going to learn how to be patient.
I want to be patient about where I am at 27. Maybe it’s not what I envisioned at 18, but it’s my present. I want to accept this and not wish to rush the future.
I want to be patient about my space. I have the rest of my life to have a sunroom, a canopy bed, or a chalkboard wall where I can write my weekly menu. For now, I want to focus on enjoying the time I have with my roommate in our shared, eclectic (sometimes too small) dwelling.
I want to be patient about my writing. For it to be well-written and affecting, I need to take my time. Both at work and at home.
I want to be patient with others. I have high expectations – of myself and those close to me. Sometimes, that guard needs to be let down. Everyone’s allowed to be human, and disappointment happens.
I want to be patient, financially. If I’m smart, I can put $2,000 into my savings account (a goal I have for the year).
I want to be patient in my relationship. I spend too much time imagining what it would be like if BF and I lived in the same town, if we had the same schedule, if we lived together, closer. I need to focus on the present: the weekend dates, the phone calls, Skyping on a Wednesday just to see each other’s faces.
I want to be patient with my body. Sometimes, I can’t entirely control weight fluctuations. I’m getting older. I take medications that don’t help. But each day I try to improve my eating, and I continue to move my body. I am healthy and strong, even if I am down on my appearance sometimes (I am human).
I want to be patient about my future. It’s coming. But, I am where I’m at for a reason. I’m not done working on me yet.
What is your word for the year?