The last day of the year. I can find all the things I didn’t do and wanted to do in 2022. But I choose not to. Instead I choose to remember the “unplanned” accomplishments, ones that just happened without me stressing.
Watching a great movie and enjoying it with my husband.
Chomping down the best chicken cacciatore I’ve ever had at a restaurant called Tony’s in NYC.
Seeing the best Broadway play, “Death of A Salesman.”
Talking to my daughter on a phone call that lasted more an hour.
Becoming the pastor of an historic Black church in Pennsylvania.
Finding great deals on good bottles of wines!
I am sure there are much more “unplanned” accomplishments that I allowed myself to be present for. The ones that need no strategies, no time limits, no approval, the ones that create memories to treasure for a lifetime.
The older I become, the less of things I need to make me feel I need to prove myself to the world. Here I come, 2023, with more “unplanned” stuff in my basket, embracing whatever the year has for me, feeling grateful just for the opportunity to be alive.
Happy New Year My Friends,