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2011- a new beginning.

As I was driving the other day I realised something. I spend so much time when I drive looking in the rear-view mirror. Looking back. Watching the cars behind me. Watching the people behind me. Worrying. If I'm going too slow. Or too fast. If I'm bothering anyone. Wishing I was on the road by myself. So I didn't have to worry anymore. Never focusing on the destination. Never enjoying the journey.

But it's 2011 now and the possibilities seem endless.

Maybe it's about time I stopped looking back.

Comments

kara lynn said…
yes yes!! i agree whole heartedly about this!! looking forward!

happy new years dear!
January 2, 2011 at 3:00 PM
Gracey said…
Yay! Racing forward! :) Cheers to the New Year!
I always believe that when we swing our hearts forward, something amazing awaits! Have an awesome year, Kaylia! (Ps. Thanks for the comment ;))
January 2, 2011 at 6:50 PM
vintch said…
so happy to find your lovely blog. there is so much truth here. looking back never lets you propel forward, an essential part of life. thanks for these beautiful words! happy new year to you:)
January 3, 2011 at 12:58 AM
Brandi said…
Happy New Year, Kaylia! Here's to enjoying the journey and remembering it's not about where we started or where we're going -- it's the path.
January 3, 2011 at 1:27 AM
Unknown said…
Happy New Year! :D

xoxo from rome
K.
http://kcomekarolina.blogspot.com/
January 3, 2011 at 4:35 AM
Mallory and Hannah said…
happy new year!
thank you for all your sweet comments. it means a lot to me, really.
-han
January 3, 2011 at 7:07 AM
Bonnie said…
I love this. lovelovelovelove.
I look in the rearview mirror a lot, too. Granted, it has saved my road rage-filled ass when driving, but I agree with what you said.

xoxo.
http://glamkittenslitterbox.blogspot.com/
January 3, 2011 at 8:44 AM
Anonymous said…
Nice post. Yes, definitely look forward...you don't want to crash. Just kidding, but seriously, this is a great focus for 2011.

Happy New Year, luckynumber3.com
January 3, 2011 at 10:13 AM
a work in progress said…
nice analogy.

great sentiment!

i heartily concur. here's to an awesome 2011!
January 3, 2011 at 1:13 PM
Katie Anderson said…
Hi Kaylia, thanks for stopping by my blog and very very good luck with your wonderful new outlook for 2011. Words we could all learn from I'm sure :)
January 4, 2011 at 12:03 AM
meg fee said…
what a perfect thought. i'm gonna carry this with me today and for the rest of the month as i face this new year with many, many hopes (and a few too many fears).
January 4, 2011 at 12:26 AM
becky said…
This is a wonderful thought! And very, very identifiable. Good luck for 2011 and may you always, always keep smiling as you look forward. x
January 4, 2011 at 5:18 AM
Mary Grace said…
What a great insight! When I look back in the past, sometimes I smile, sometimes I shiver and cringe. But that's long gone. Though the past should not be forgotten, it's about time I look forward too. Best wishes for the new year!
January 4, 2011 at 9:33 AM
Anait said…
What a great analogy. I do the same! Now resolving to look forward in 2011 and leave 2010 behind!
January 4, 2011 at 10:45 AM
Jenni Austria Germany said…
oh my gosh, i was just thinking about how this needs to me my resolution for 2011 :)
January 4, 2011 at 11:04 AM
Sara Louise said…
Very nice thought :-)
Happy New Year's to you and cheers to looking forward!
January 4, 2011 at 5:42 PM
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