By almost anyone's standards, this has been a shit year.
As the new year has drawn closer, social media has increasingly reflected the challenges 2016 foisted upon us. I can't swing a dead cat around my Twitter feed without hitting a "Hey 2016, Go Fuck Yourself" meme. Things are a bit more tame on my Facebook timeline, but the general sentiment is the same...things will get better next year. Because they have to.
But they don't.
While I don't know the larger personal context around many of the "Can 2016 Just Die Already" social media posts (after all, that's the magic of the internet - we learn a fragment of the truth without ever working to get the whole story), I am concerned that our expectation may be that somehow just making it to January will be enough to turn the tide, that simply flipping the calendar page will reset the game.
But it won't.
There is no magic at midnight on December 31st. Not this year, not ever. Robert Pirsig said, "The only Zen you find on tops of mountains is the Zen you bring there." That's how I'm choosing to think about 2017. If you want a happy new year, you better bring some happy.
And I will.
Thank you for "giving me the words" to describe what I've been feeling. Here's to 2017!
ReplyDeleteOkay, well clearly making friends with technology needs to be on my resolutions. The above post is from me, Pam French. :)
ReplyDeleteDammit! I thought I had two awesome comments. Ha!
DeleteThank you, Pam. It's been a difficult slog these last few months. Those thoughts had been stewing a while. And there's more...