2016,
I can’t say it’s hard to say goodbye. You had your moments, few and far between. But if there were ever a two-faced year - tag, you’re it. I would know.
Much like myself, you fumbled your way down both sides the aisle, seemingly unable to reconcile yourself with the year you’d hoped to be. I, for one, won’t hold it against you.
Through time - and not over it - we’ll be able to distance ourselves from the blundering and ruminate on what value it should hold, be it little or much or somewhere in between.
It’s important now that we carefully consider our wins and losses, so as to avoid blurred lines and form a fair guideline for our inheritor. In creating this roadmap, we can forgive the bad, celebrate the good, and pass the baton informed that still more challenges lie ahead.
As for my inheritor, which is to say myself, I must admit I’m fearful. But that fear does not exist without substantial hope - hope giving way to courage. As is often expressed, were there not fear we’d have no need for courage.
It’s time we take heart, in all steadfastness and endurance, and yield to no lesser versions of ourselves. Always forward, and always one step at a time.
Don’t beat yourself up.
Michael
Alex Webb: Boquillas, Coahuila, Mexico, 1979.
Today’s inspiration, via Matt Eich and Alex Webb
If I could teach everyone one thing today,
it would be that no one is any better or worse than anyone. No exceptions.