Whatever people say about resolutions and making changes and losing weight and eating healthy, the thing about starting a new year is that it's a start.
It's not a final end, and it's not a do-over.
It's just time's way of saying, "Here you go. We ended that one. Now start again."
Start again and again.
And in starting think of what Neil Gaiman said:
"I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.
So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't stop, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or it isn't perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you're scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever."
I had a choir teacher who insisted on us making our mistakes loudly. "If you're going to sing the wrong note, make sure I hear it," he said. Because no one wants half-heartedness. It was hard to do. Especially as a first soprano. Going to a high C when everyone else went down? Embarrassing.
But Mr. Barber's admonition kept us bold and fearless.
I made plenty of mistakes in 2013, and I'm hoping I learned from some of them. If I didn't learn, well then, that would be yet another mistake that perhaps I could learn from the second time around.
Here's to 2014. It will not be perfect, and even one day in I have already lost the chance at perfection (brownies for breakfast; running shoes left untouched). But if every mistake makes me refocus on doing something better, living more for Jesus, loving my family harder, then it will be a mistake worth making.
Happy New Year. Fill it with joy and laughter and beautiful mistakes.