I’ve always been a fan of one-word resolutions. I spend a good long time thinking through that single meaningful word that will perfectly define my goals and intentions for the year. Do. Forward. Breathe. Self. By the end of the year, I’m able to look back and see all the magnificent ways I was able to shape myself into an entirely different person, thanks to one tiny word, and it fills me with a sense of joy, peace and remarkable accomplishment.
Love this, Liz.
Well, that was just what I needed to hear just when I needed to hear it. I'd imagine, I'm not alone in that. Thank you for your you-ness, Liz. And for using your outside voice. Love you.
Wonderful piece. As someone in recovery the word you chose has changed my life, couldn't think of a better one.
I really like this
I don’t always have a “word of the year”...sometimes it seems to be enough just to make it through the next day, week, month. Sometimes a word makes itself so powerfully known I’d be a fool to ignore it and the possible growth paying attention to it might bring. This is a year that I do have a word: release. Something happened a few weeks ago and something I have held tight to for most of my life suddenly broke free. 2023 will hopefully be a year of me releasing things that don’t serve me well.
Oh, this hit me hard. Thanks, Liz. I've been recovering from a badly broken arm, and started to think about all the ways I'm going to get my health and fitness back this year. Your post reminded me that my physical therapist always tells me that I'm too hard on myself. I keep thinking of how much I have to do, and you and my pt remind me of how far I've come. I need to keep that in mind as I look toward 2023.
I absolutely adore you. Happy New Year, Liz!