Me one year ago in my pajamas.
A year ago I participated in a writing exercise called Future Me. I wrote a letter to my future self and uploaded a photo of me from that day. Yesterday, I received the letter from me from a year ago. As I read though my ideas about what I thought I would be looking back on, at first I felt let down. Had I accomplished everything I had set out to? Nope. Is that okay with me? I think it is.
When I read through the paragraphs again, I realized that save for a few of short-term goals (that are turning into longer term goals), what I was really reading was a love letter to my life. The people, places and projects that were important to me a year ago are still important to me now, if not more so. I have consistency but still have room for new adventures and experiences.
That year-ago future has arrived today. I'll take it.