Some of the lessons that 2012 taught me were the same old
things rehashed. I guess they keep
getting thrown at me because I haven't learned them yet.
But, some of them were new. Some of
them were random. And some of
them were left off this list, not because they are any less important, but because
my brain is mac-n-cheese. I’m
sure I’ll think of a hundred more items later.
1.
The importance of BRAVERY. Sometimes the lessons we need to learn take our
whole lives. That’s why we are still here, even though some days are very, very dark. We were brave souls to choose to come here to begin with, but sometimes, in these frail bodies, we forget that.
2.
Life goes on.
I lost my grandfather on October 25.
I hardly ever say anything with certainty because I know that life will inevitably
find some way to prove me wrong, but this fact I do know for certain… He was
the bravest and best man I will ever know.
3.
Aristotle’s theory of the “Unmoved Mover”,
which I find fascinating.
4.
I look damn sexy in a Chuck E. Cheese blow up
crown.
5.
Life is unpredictable (I already knew this
but it was reaffirmed). I went on a hike
to Mary Jane Falls up at Mt. Charleston and a rockslide occurred, sending
pebbles and sand raining down on us from a high cliff. They stung!
It could have so easily been larger rocks or boulders. It was over in about 30 seconds
and everyone scurried away unharmed, but it was quite scary as we had no idea
what was going to come barreling off that cliff at us next.
6.
I have a facet joint problem in my hips which
occasionally causes me excruciating pain.
Excellent.
7.
Female desert tortoises hump each other.
8.
The power of truth.
9.
Magic
happens. Anyone that knows me knows that
I am a Disneyland nut. I don’t care what
some people might think of it, I love going there! I was lucky to go there twice this year. Once alone (which was actually kind of sad at
first but ended up being one of the most magical times I’ve ever had there),
and the second time with my sister (for her first trip).
10.
I don’t like cream cheese in my sushi. No sir, I don’t like it. Makes me want to hurl.
11.
My limits in putting up with bullshit from
people. This was a fuzzy area before
2012, but I’m thankful that I
reached my breaking point. Now I
know where it is, and that information is valuable.
12.
That people really do like my art, and my
writing. As a creative person, I am
extremely critical of my own stuff, as all artists are. The past couple years I’ve decided to take some big
chances, and they have paid off. It’s
scary, really scary, but it is so encouraging to know that people are genuinely
interested in my creations. I’m humbled…and
terrified.
I wonder what lessons await me in 2013...
