The exciting thing about the New Year is the expectancy or reliance on the fresh slate that we all kind of crave. So with that mind, we set all these goals, make all these promises, and then weeks into the New Year we begin to forget them and postpone them to the following month. And then eventually January arrives again.
January shapes it self to be a month of rest but we live in a society where being busy is praised and having something to do all the time is encouraged. So it does make sense that having nothing to do will stress people out more than having something to do.
Overall, this year was better than the last three years. Praise be to God. This year to me looked like seeds planted. The toil of digging and watering and planting, but eventually good. I feel like a seed panted. I was planted this year and I can't wait to see the fruit I bear in the years to come.