With the start of a new year, people feel inclined to share their resolutions. The popular belief is that somehow the change of those numbers at the end of the date will make someone wake up a brand new person. And then there’s us. The ones who see January 1st as just what it is: another day. I’m not five inches taller. I didn’t find 1 million dollars under my pillow. I’m not 10 pounds skinnier. And really, we get another day, every day. And change doesn’t happen overnight. I recently came across a quote by Zig Ziglar—“People say motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing—that’s why we recommend it daily.” What a great, simple reminder of the tasks that need to be done over and over again. Tasks we wish we could just do once and magically “have arrived.”
Allow me to be open and honest for a minute. For the past couple of years, I’ve stressed the importance of self-care. Something that for me has partially meant caring for my skin with a simple daily routine. Yet life happens on life’s terms, not my own. I’ve never fought against that truth. I’ve always just pulled myself up and kept on truckin’. And then, this holiday season, life caught up to me and I lost my drive. I lost all energy to do the most basic of skin care. So here I am at the start of the year starting over. I could easily beat myself up, saying ‘I should know better,’ asking ‘How did I allow myself to roll back this far?’ Or I can celebrate the fact that I’m not starting over from where I first began. Yes, I did only start by washing my face and spritzing on some toner. But I also celebrated that I could at least get myself to do that. Something I didn’t used to do.
I used to compare myself to everyone else. Never feeling like anything I did was enough because I wasn’t as far along as others. Today I can accept where I’m at and move on, because it’s another day.