In one of my conversations with a dear friend, she shared with me how her 2013 played out accordingly to a “theme” she declared at the beginning of that year. For her the Year of the Snake was a “Year of Opportunities,” big and small, which led her to some of the most wonderful life decisions she has made thus far.
This new year, I am jumping in her bandwagon and appointing a “theme” that I feel I need the most for 2014 —- kindness. Towards others, towards myself.
Kindness was something I largely (and unconsciously) dismissed last year because too often, I was busy at the forefront forging things to work out in my transition as a mother and as a wife. I was pushing myself and those around me to function how our corresponding “roles” ought to be. Or more appropriately, how we were conditioned these responsibilities should be carried out.
I mean I wasn’t exactly unkind the whole year through, but I wasn’t too forgiving either.
In many ways, 2013 wasn’t definitely “my year” as I had proclaimed it would be. Of course there were the standouts I want to revisit over and over again (such as my marriage to my Francis and giving birth to our Lorenzo), but there were more I’d like to bury deep in the ground forever.
There has been a lot of hurt the past year and the danger of love becoming a stranger almost took over. To contain so much frustration inside was not only exhausting; on most days, it was unbearable.
Obviously 2013 wasn’t exceptional, but it wasn’t extremely miserable as well. It just was.
So to be kind is how I choose to be in 2014. To hold kindness in my heart to understand how people and things come to be. To have kind hands that will create, guide and heal with every touch. To do and speak kind things even when it is undeserved, or when others need it the most. To be at my kindest despite any trace of anger, indifference or sadness.
And to believe that kindness, above all things, is enough an inspiration for a meaningful 364 days ahead.