Happy New Year! I have been a terrible writer this past year. I have barely written at all, so first and foremost, one of my New Year’s resolutions will be to write more!
I can’t believe 2013 has ended already. So much in my life is changing; I’m getting transferred to Hawaii for my job and will be also working out of Okinawa. My apartment looks like it’s been ransacked due to packing up all my belongings. As I look back over my pictures from the year I am reminded of all the things I accomplished and was able to experience. I did quite a bit of traveling, both locally and abroad. I went to mainland China and Hong Kong, visited Kyoto twice, caught up with high school friends from my time in Shizuoka, ran my first sprint triathlon and first full marathon, and secured a competitive and coveted position at work. I met a good deal of people, made some new friendships, rekindled some old, and entered into a relationship.
2013 was a year that allowed for growth; there were some truly positive moments (being selected from a large pool of candidates for a very competitive position, crossing the finish line at the Mount Fuji Marathon), and there were also some very difficult times, regarding friendships, relationships, work, and life in general.
I was skyping with my mom recently and I was talking about some of the difficulties I was dealing with in regard to certain relationships and I think the overall sentiment for the New Year will be her advice:
Do good and have faith that good things will happen to you.
So my New Year’s resolutions are as follows:
1. Write more.
2. Be a more dependable person.
3. Be better at keeping constant communication with friends and family.
Two years ago I found a local shrine near my home that was up a small hill; the pathway was illuminated by lanterns. After walking past the main shrine area a bit there was an opening and I could see out across the bay to Yokosuka, Yokohama, and Tokyo. I could see the ships sitting there, too. The lights shimmered against the darkness of the night and I remembered the opening of Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God:
“Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the same horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time.”
I looked out on to the black ocean as a child, watching the ships sit against the horizon in the night, and I looked out on to that same darkness this night and thought of how my life has changed over the past two and a half years. Although I am proud of the person I am continuing to grow into, I do not forget that it has taken some very difficult lessons.
Here’s to another bountiful year!