I love January.
I know this time of year is filled with loud cynics touting the fact that the gyms will be way less crowded 3 weeks from now. And I am not going to hold that against them. They are right, after all.
Perhaps I have somehow grown more optimistic as I have gotten older. (I am pretty sure becoming an adult isn’t supposed to work that way, but I’ll go with it.) Perhaps it’s because I am a military spouse and I have lost all ability to do any major planning more than three weeks ahead of time because I don’t know what our family’s schedule will be; therefore I do a little more living in the moment. But I love January. I love the blank slate. I love that I can look at my calendar and it isn’t filled in. I love that so much is unwritten. I love the promise of a new year with its endless possibilities.
Last year was not a normal January for me. We spent New Years on the road, in between homes, and with the knowledge that we would be moving again (more than likely) in the summer. I did not really have the time or inclination for the self-reflection and goal-setting I usually do in January. I don’t think I realized how much I missed doing that until Jan 1st of this year.
So, with that in mind, I am claiming this year. I am calling dibs on 2014.
I am doing a 52-week project to further develop my craft as a photographer.
Look for a few more personal posts like this one on the blog. I used to write. I love writing. And it needs to be part of my life again.
Most importantly, I am throwing myself, head first, into this business. (I am not a naturally inclined at self-promotion and I frequently skirt the edge of shyness so this is a big one.)
So keep an eye out for contests, promotions and fun new blog entries.
I leave you with this. The first small, tip toe, step in my photographic year. A portrait of myself and the two people that bring light and joy to my world.
