I cannot say for sure that this is the case everywhere in the world, but here, in the US, we reach this artificial deadline at the end of each year that has us convinced a new digit on a calendar magically resets the Universe. I used to shake my head at the absurdity.
Now, a little older and a little wiser, I see the purpose in purging. I think it all comes down to hope.
I believe that hope keeps us alive in the worst of situations. I believe hope is what fuels our desire to be more than we currently are and our insistence that self-improvement is not just a possibility but a probability. Without hope, we are destined for nothing more than stagnation.
We dream. Some of us dream big. Some dream more simply. Regardless, without hope, dreams do not become reality.
I choose to believe that I can dream and live to see some of those dreams become reality. It doesn’t hurt to embrace an artificial line in the sands of time if it means I can renew my faith in my dreams and hope to see them come true.
Illuminate Possibilities 