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The End Of A Year

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It’s been a great year for me …

There are two more posts on this blog for this year, this one, and tomorrow’s.

Today I’d like to talk about the past year.

Tomorrow we’ll consider the next year.

So what have you done?

In this past year, what did you accomplish? Let’s consider the way we make lists, it might help us out.

When I make a to do list, and then discover myself doing something that isn’t on the list, I often add the new thing to the list instead of berate myself for having strayed.

This year I managed to leave the country for a vacation. That’s only the second time that has happened in my life and the first time that I left my home continent.

And …

I also went to a place I haven’t been to since I was maybe three or four, Niagara Falls.

The first time I went the joke was that it was my parent’s honeymoon. It was years after they had been married, and I’m not sure why we went then, but we did.

This time, the joke could have been that it was my honeymoon, but it wasn’t. It was my partner’s conference for her work, and I tagged along. We stayed an extra day and enjoyed the sights and sounds.

What’s the point of this?

There was a time when I would wish for things and that was my new year’s resolutions. “This year, I’m going to travel.”

And like most resolutions, they would disappear into the mist of the passing year, uttered but never resolved.

This past year, I reminded myself that life is finite. I reminded myself that there were things I wanted to do. I reminded myself that I have ADHD and would be distracted easily from my goals.

This past year …

I made no resolutions. Instead, I decided to go with the flow. I decided that if an opportunity came up I would seize it.

And they came up.

And I seized.

What?

No, I mean I seized the opportunity, I didn’t seize up and miss it. Though that is the ADHD fear.

Something comes up like needing a passport or having to fill in forms. And then we turn our attention to making excuses instead of making headway.

But I did not make excuses. I remembered that I was prone to that, and more importantly I reminded myself that that isn’t an excuse, that every regret I’ve had in life stemmed from my using that excuse in either an informed manner since my diagnosis, or an uninformed manner prior to that diagnosis.

And what has this year been like?

This year has been the bomb-dot-com!

This year has been an adventure from beginning to end.

This year has been one of the happiest of my life, I’m not alone, I’m not sad, I’m not wasting time regretting things.

This year has been a year of emotional bounty and defined joy. And I’ll take that. And I’ll use it as a blueprint for next year.

 

The End Of A Year


Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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APA Reference
Babcock, K. (2018). The End Of A Year. Psych Central. Retrieved on July 21, 2019, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/adhd-man/2018/12/the-end-of-a-year/

 

Last updated: 27 Dec 2018
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