It’s always seemed strange to me to attribute some kind of overall descriptor to a calendar year. Was 2014 Good or Bad? It had its high points and low points. I suppose it’s nice for all of us, as a culture and as communities, to take a small breath periodically to pause and take stock of the world around us before moving on to (usually) do the same old crap.
2014. I hope you liked it, because you don’t get to do it over again. The good news? If you hated it, it’s not coming back.
My highlights of the year? Quitting my office job and starting out on a freelance career. If you have a desire to do this, with enough savings to keep you afloat for six months to a year, and a wide social support system, I recommend this highly. I traded drudgery and security for uncertainty and freedom. That is a good swap for the soul and for life. Of course, you have to be willing to promote yourself if you want to strike out on your own. (BTW, I’m looking for new projects now! Mostly web content and blogging, but I’m flexy. Let’s chat.) (Also, buy my book, Roller Derby for Beginners.)
As a Portland sports fan, I couldn’t ask for much more from 2014. Am I supposed to choose between the Gotham vs. Rose game and the Damian Lillard shot? Do not make me choose. Rose City didn’t win the game, and I went away heartbroken, but couldn’t be more proud to have tried on that second place medal at the airport a few days later. It felt really, really good. It felt even better with the travel team being so vocal about appreciating people like me. Wreckers and alumni. Just-okay skaters who love and look up to that team. We appreciate it.
2014 wasn’t all leisurely mornings sipping coffee while working on my laptop, or sunny summer days at the park rolling a ball around with my gorgeous baby. There was also a string of car repairs, putting stress on our savings account at our least-lucrative time of year. My best friend from childhood passed away a few weeks ago. We weren’t friends as adults, but there’s something visceral about losing someone who was so much a part of the way your life was shaped. She was a week away from turning 34. A new year isn’t a guarantee. I try to remember that I have to do cool stuff while I can.
With that being said:
May your 2015 be filled with joy.
May your skates fly fast, and your falls be gentle.
May you have the strength to be as ferocious as a wolverine, and as gentle as a manatee, as the situation requires.
May you finally bring out that outfit that you’ve been to shy to wear, for you will truly Rock It.
Thanks for reading, everyone! You’re the best!