Everyone takes a collective sigh of relief in January. The hectic bustle of the holidays is ending, and there’s this sense of starting over lurking in the minds of most. But in the same sigh that comes relief, there’s a sigh of sadness. Sadness that it’s really over.

Another holiday season gone, and the new year has come. And if you don’t have any goals or resolutions, it’s easy to feel like there’s nothing really going on. Nothing to look forward to. Besides maybe some cold weather that will have you wanting to curl in a ball to hibernate.

Because we’re all just looking to the next, anticipating something, anything. And January. Well, January forces us to slow down. January is a month of reflection. Of all you accomplished or didn’t accomplish the passing year and where you want to take the new year.

But you know what I realized? Aside from all of that, I want January to be a time where I remember to appreciate each moment. No matter what that moment is. Because before I know it, another year will be gone. Another year of memories, of snapshots…

Moments.

Some better than others. But moments are what the year is made of. And what happens if I’m always trying to improve, grow, fix? Well, I might miss out on some really great moments. Things that I might not have realized were so great until it’s too late. Until they’re gone.

Because it’s the moments I never expect, plan or orchestrate that turn out to be some of the best times of my life.

-Jas