I don’t like resolutions. They are always filled with good intentions but, really, who needs more good intentions in their life? On top of that, I’m typically a failure when it comes to resolutions, and I certainly don’t need any more self-inflicted failure in my life! So when the new year rolled around this past January, I snubbed those resolution makers and decided that some self-reflection was in my best interest.
That’s when I discovered an article about something called the ‘power word.’ Touted as the ‘no-fail alternative to resolutions,’ the article encouraged readers to choose one word or phrase that they hoped would characterize their upcoming year. The power word allowed for more fluidity – a broad theme with multiple tasks or goals that changed according to the craziness happening in my life at that moment. This sounded like something I could work with.
I experimented with a few words before committing. There was ambitious. No. Open-minded. Not right. Thankful. Maybe. Badass. I really liked that one, but I got rid of my leather jacket years ago. The list went on and indecision nearly caused me to fail at this no-fail alternative, until I considered what had been missing from my life. That’s when I nailed my 2018 power word.
Back in December, it felt like there were so many things missing from my life. I was knee-deep in yearning for my former life; the life that allowed me to complain about our overbooked schedules and demanding jobs; the life that gave me permission to put things off until ‘someday;’ the life that didn’t include patrolling my own body for unusual activity or choosing the right hair product for the new coif of chemo curls piling up on my head. I ached for that old life of mine. The ache was so intense that I feared it was becoming unhealthy.
Enter my power word.
In this new year, I desperately wanted to be healthy – physically, mentally and emotionally. I wanted it for myself, but I also wanted it for my kids, my family and for everyone that has surrounded and lifted me over these last two years. I owed it to myself and I owed it to them to be the best version of me that I possibly could be and so, I chose the power word HEALTH.
Five months into my healthy new year and I think I’m doing alright.
I won’t lie. There are days when all I really want to do is lay on the couch eating fritos and drinking cheap wine, but I usually don’t. I’ve learned to use my power word as motivation; as an encouraging way to methodically reach multiple goals…..and it’s actually working! Whether it’s getting myself out for a run, learning to cook a new, healthy recipe, working towards a job that fulfills me, volunteering for things that bring me joy or planning those trips that I’ve put off until ‘someday’ with my family, I’m doing it. And it’s making me feel – and even look – healthy!
Amen for the power word!
Now I just need to work on the ‘wealthy and wise’ part.
Sparrow’s Nest fed my family while I was going through cancer treatment. They continue to feed my mind and soul now that I’ve made it to the other side of my diagnosis and they are a tremendous part of my motivation to stay healthy. I’ll begin training for my second half marathon with Sparrow’s Nest this summer, with the goal of raising $3,000 to feed another family whose life has been swallowed up by cancer. To support my effort, visit my online fundraising page at https://donate.sparrowsnestcharity.org/fundraising/60
PS – What’s your power word?