I joked in a recent episode of my talk show that, unfortunately, the pandemic doesn’t respect the Julian calendar… meaning, of course, that just because we are changing over to a new year, it doesn’t mean everything poof! gets better.
But you know what the new year does offer us, despite the harsh reality of that truth? The belief in a fresh start. And when you believe you’re starting again, anything is possible.
Andrew and the kids and I had a super chill New Year’s Eve evening. We took a bike ride around the lake, and as I was dragging the girls in their cart behind my bike and watched my son keep pace with Andrew, all I could think of was, This is all I need. Thank God for the little moments.
The new year is here, and with it—at least on my end—is a tremendous sense of belief that we can have a better year. The belief that even if the world around us doesn’t appreciably change, we know that we are changed ourselves. We can, and most of us do, have a new perspective on what truly matters.
Last night around 12:30 there was a small artillery of fireworks going off just outside our window, along with the delighted screams of teenagers just grateful to be out of the house. And while I was annoyed to have been woken up (we went to bed around 10:45), that moment of witnessing pure joy was enough to remind me that happiness is still, literally, right outside my door. And that nothing can take away the gratefulness I now have for every day, every small moment.
I have SO many amazing, uplifting and enlightening conversations planned for this year on talk show and podcast, and a crap-ton of awesome content for the blog, too. So you better hang in there with me! This year—even if it’s not all good all the time—we’ll be together. And I’m so grateful you’re here.