Here we are. The eve of a new year.
For obvious reasons, I won’t be doing any wrap-up posts. I’m ready to move on, move forward, take steps, and LIVE.
I’ve thought a lot about what I want to do in the coming year. I don’t like to think of them as resolutions, because as I’ve mentioned, that just leads to disappointment. And I’m not sure that calling them goals is exactly right either. More like, wishes. Hopes.
I want to keep reading.
I want to keep writing.
I want to make something pretty.
I want to be here more.
I want to be with my family more.
I want to be a better librarian.
I want to bake something good.
I want to start something new.
I want to finish something I’ve already started.