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5 Lessons of 2012
It’s that time of year when we all look back and reflect. When I started this series in 2008, I thought it was silly and overdone. These days, it’s one of my favorite sets of posts to reread. They bring back the memories of the people and events that were important to me in year’s past like 2008, 2009, 2010 and 2011. You can find my 2012 memories here, but I thought for this year, it would also be appropriate to look back and remember the five biggest lessons I learned.
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People say, “Pay yourself first.” I’ve always strived to do that, but not consistently. The latter three months of the year, I made sure I paid myself first every. single. day. From leaving work on time, to eating right and getting a personal trainer, it’s made all the difference in the world. If you do one thing everyday, make sure it’s about taking care of the mental and physical well-being of y-o-u.
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It’s never too late to make amends or reconnect with friends. It might not be quite like “old times,” but real friends will be there when you need them most, no matter what the past may have looked like.
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I learned more about the things I don’t like. I think learning about the things you don’t like is sometimes more helpful than learning about the things you do like. Although it’s a lot more painful
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I revamped my thinking on how much a PLACE to live matters. In the past, I’ve always said that it doesn’t matter where you live, what matters is the people. My thinking was that for sixteen hours of the day, no matter where you were, a bed and office looked the same. For the remaining eight hours, how much could a place really matter if you were surrounded by people you love? Until this year, I was quite adamant about my stance. After living in Ohio, I’ve since amended my thinking
The city you live in is a big deal. It’s definitely a factor I won’t take lightly when I make my next move. -
I was reminded again that people aren’t mind readers. No matter how you feel or what you dream, if you don’t share it aloud, no one will know. For me, those things are really scary to share. But, not sharing them can lead to just as much, if not more, heartbreak.
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