New year…Proflecting

A new year. And, of course, it’s also that time we look back and judge what we’ve done. Who knows why we need to make a list of the things we’ve done or failed to do. But we do. We reflect.

I want to PROflect. Spell check tells me there is no such word as this and as I totally rely on spell check, it must be true.

But what does PROflect mean? It means I’m only thinking about the new year to come. I’m not looking back. It’s easy to dwell and get caught up in the past. The past is just where we started from, not where we are going.

This morning I felt the first beginnings of teeth in my five month old son. Sharp little things, almost coming through the skin. It’s enough to put things in perspective. He’s moving forward (far to fast for my sentimental heart) and doesn’t look back.

Next year is going to bring lots of hard work as I commit to bring my fullest attention to my work and to my beginner family. I want, and must, bring my whole heart and craft to my writing. I must bring patience and humor to my son as he explores this world that’s so new to him, and remember to see it afresh like he does. I must bring a loving touch and open ears to my wife who busts her ass to raise a kid and build a career.

All in all, I am totally terrified of this upcoming year, but there isn’t time, or really good reason to stop and think about it. Full speed ahead.

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