Every two or three months, two business-related friends come over and we have a three-hour "session." We talk about whatever is going on in our personal and professional lives, and what our goals are, and our problems and frustrations and things we can't figure out. We pledge complete confidentiality. Monday night they came over. One friend said that instead of making resolutions, last year she chose a word to try to live by. Her word was gratitude. She talked about what that had meant to her over the past year, focusing on the little things that are good in her life, writing notes to people who might not expect a note, etc. The word she has chosen for 2015 is Joy. She challenged the other two of us to chose a word, and then, she gave us a list of possible words that she had put together, like Peace, Serenity, Happiness, Compassion, Challenge, etc. One of the words was Silence. That is the word I am choosing for 2015. Now, get this: I am an extrovert. I am a talker. Talking it out is how I make sense of the world. Sometimes I have to say the same thing four times just to process it---and I joke to my friends that woe be to them who walks by twice before I've gotten it out four times. Lol. Anyway, during the past five years, I have flirted with silence. I have tried it on for size a bit. I have resorted to it. I have succumbed to it, because there were no words left to say. I have been completely and totally without any resources (that I knew of) at times over the past five years. I have been spent and empty and...silent. What a good thing that has been for me to experience. All my life, I have been a person of action. Get it done. Take care of it. Solve it. My son's addiction has turned all of that history and pattern and habit and MO on its head. None of that works with addiction. I have been shown that, inch by inch and failure by failure that I have experienced in trying to get my son to just....stop....it. So I am choosing Silence for 2015. Right now here is what that means to me. Keeping my mouth shut. Going inside myself to find peace. Sitting without stimulation. Just being. Cut down on complaining. Like my momma said, "If you don't have something nice to say...." I'm sure it can mean much more and I want to find out what Silence can mean in 2015. What's your word for 2015? Warm, compassionate, loving hugs to each of the Warriors on this site. You are the true heroes of life. You continue to choose love, in the face of tremendous uncertainty, loss, grief and pain. You come back again and again to the table to try once more, each of you in your own wise, growing, knowing way. You have taught me so much and I am very grateful. To a great 2015 for each one of us, regardless! Regardless of anybody and anything. We can do it! We can create a wonderful year for ourselves, and together we are unstoppable.