Q02

Is there something that you wish you had done differently this past year? Alternatively, is there something you're especially proud of from this past year?

Copy and pasting my wish I'd done different from last year: I wish I'd watched less computer and instead moved, listened to music or podcasts, delved into a book, massaged muscles... lots of things but specifically staring at the screen for as long as I have this year has made me extra disconnected from my body. And proud? I'm proud im learning to set boundaries before I pass them and center myself. And I'm proud of how well I'm doing despite having not done therapy for about 1/3 of this year. Maybe more actually. And I'm proud of myself for reconnecting with Diana so I can hopefully get to the thrive point that I've been wanting. Out of survive. Past it.

There are a few wooden spoons I was carving and wish I had taken my time on, rather than make hasty mistakes. So many spoons with holes in them! More guitar practice would also have been good. More seriously, I suppose I wish I'd handled money better, but that's still such a work in progress that it's hard to think of in the past tense.

I'm really proud of coming off the two powerful mental health medications that propped me up during my burnouts, in an effort to feel better and get me towards my goal of doing psychedelic assisted therapy. That was damn hard. I'm proud of prioritising my mental and physical wellbeing this past year, despite how much patience and time it's been taking, and how much it costs financially and professionally. I'm proud that, although I've been far from perfect, I've taken this whole year to withdraw from what's expected of me in any way and recover.

I am so incredibly proud of the work that I did this past year. I knew when I signed on to the governors office it was a stars aligned moment to work on a project that had both funding & political will behind it. But what we’ve done with that, how we’ve gotten money into the hands of community organizations, how we’ve empowered and elevated the voices of people on the ground, doing the work, I’m so proud of that. Other folks would have hired a big consultant and not dealt with 50ish invoices a month, or hand holding at least 5 organizations who do the work but don’t have their shit together. I was patient, helpful, and got to do government the way I think it should be done. Regardless of what happens with The Plan, the process of making it together made a difference.

i wish i had known what i was missing in the trivial, daily mundanities, before they were snatched from me. i’m proud of myself for waking up every day hoping for a new outlook, despite every day prior ending the same as the day before.

Wish I had tackled more of the household clearing out, including handling paperwork better. Am proud of my sticking with the weight loss (nearly 48 lbs. gone, thus far…).

I started exercising, well at least in the moments I could. I really don't like exercising, but I want/need to be stronger and fit

I'm proud of making a significant effort to confront oppression and colonization in solidarity with others, in spite of my own precarity and fear in the face of growing oppression at home.

I am proud of being a good polyamory envoy and representative with Jim, and choosing joy by deciding after a couple of changes of heart to cuddle with him actively, after Sue died. I wish I had been more able to be present with willa kay, but I'm also happy I took care of myself.

There are a lot of things I wish I'd done differently. But the more I answer these questions and think about it, the more proud I am of how I have learned to be with myself. I have been brave and taken risks. I have forced myself to get out of my comfort zone, leave the house and be social with strangers, start dating (!), make friends, travel between countries (again, alone!), and I've learned how to live alone and be OK. A lot of it has been really fucking hard. But a lot of it has also been good. I'm learning that I can do hard things. I am still really heartbroken a lot of days. I am overwhelmed and anxious about the state of the world. But I believe in myself and my abilities and capacities in new ways.

I’m proud I fought to keep my dad at home. It’s been a lonely journey.

I'm proud of the way I cared for my mother while she was dying. I had to protect her right to not eat or drink until she passed and it was hard work, but I was vigilant. She had a beautiful passing.

1. I wish that I had pushed more to have my imbalance and mental problems worked up and diagnosed and treated sooner. 2. I wish that I had not argued with Amy as much. There is just no future in criticizing Amy or in expressing disappointment. She is going to do what she is going to do and I just need to do my own thing and not wait or want her to be any different. 3. The perineal wishes to weigh less and play poker better. 4. Get rid of things quicker and not worry about spending money as much.

i wish i had found a way to respond better to my daughter's pregnancy news. the fallout from all of that has been such a big fat stupid bummer.

I am proud of all the hard work I've done, and am doing, with Dr. Chen. We have had to work through the death of Melissa and Dr. Joshi. I experienced true grief for the first time. It is something I am still going through and new emotions come up frequently. But I am proud of how I am not shoving those feelings way down deep. I am proud of how I am opening up to Dr. Chen about how I am feeling--even if it is anger at Dr. Joshi.

I meant to lose weight and keep it off. I'm proud of myself for getting rid of my inner art critic.

Proud of focusing my time on things I think are’s important and not spending time where my contributions aren’t valued.

I am extremely proud of all the work I have put into props this past year, from learning how it all works to being the main person now. I have learned so much, and had so many experiences to grow from and I'm grateful for all of them.

I regret that sometimes I spent too much time on my phone. I'm continuing to work on that. I'm proud of starting the poetry and birding walks which offered me a way to put some of my teaching and writing skills to use while also creating a welcoming creative space for others and giving people an opportunity to spend peaceful time in community and in nature and be creative in a supportive atmosphere. I'm proud that I was accepted into the volunteer program at my local art museum where I will give tours to school groups. I'm proud that I was able to do the big hike at Machu Pichu along the Incan trail. Because I was injured early in my training, I spent most of my training rehabilitating my IT band and ankles. Even the day before the hike, I wasn't sure that I would be able to do it. I was slow and it was hard and the guide did ask me a few times if I was okay, but I did it! And it was amazing to see Machu Pichu from the Sun Gate. I'm grateful for all of the support and help I had from my husband, my yoga teachers, my mobility teacher, my physical therapists, and my other slow-hiking friend who also made it. I'm proud of how I've used my first year in retirement to be creative, forming an in-person writing group with two friends, starting a blog to post my poetry, and joining online writing groups. I'm proud of the poetry I've written. I'm proud that I've stayed committed to reading a chapter of War and Peace each day and write haikus about it. I'm proud of my volunteer work, both at the Audubon society and at my old school. I'm proud of how I'm focusing on my creativity, my connections with nature, and my health through yoga, mobility, swimming and biking and healthy eating. I'm proud of how I've maintained connections with my school friends while also building new communities through volunteering and mobility classes.

I am very proud of how I have handled my job this year. I love social work, I love therapy, and I am glad that I have tried to approach it with humility and gratitude.

Honestly, I don’t think I would change anything. I don’t really believe in the “woulda, shoulda, coulda” mindset because I needed the time off. I needed to recharge my battery, so to speak, and I don’t think I would have been able to do that if I had immediately jumped into another job. I didn’t travel as much as I normally do, and there were definitely moments where I could have escaped somewhere I really wanted to go. But I also realized that I didn’t want to use travel as a form of escapism. I wanted to actually be here, work toward something, and give myself the time to do something I had wanted to do for a long time. I was really dedicated to getting my Pilates certification, and I’m proud that I followed through with it. Of course, I wish I could have found work sooner. I don’t love that I had to dip into my savings, and I had to ask for a little bit of help when I needed it. But I was really burnt out. I had just come out of an experience where I felt burned out, treated as expendable, and overwhelmed by expectations, and I just wasn’t ready to immediately put myself back into that environment. Looking back, I think taking that time was actually important. Now, I feel ready to go back into tech because I know it’s a way for me to make an income that supports the lifestyle I want. But I also see how I can incorporate Pilates into my life in a way that gives me something different — maybe teaching a class here and there. It’s something where I can show up, perform a little bit, connect with people, and do something that gives me energy rather than takes it away. And, of course, making a little extra money from it doesn’t hurt either. If there’s one thing I wish I could have done differently, it would probably be seeing my family more than once this year. But even with that, I’m grateful for what I was able to do. More than anything, I think I’m proud of learning how to accept things when they happen instead of fighting them so much. I’m trying to practice gratitude more, while also remembering that accepting what happens doesn’t mean being passive. I can accept where I am, be grateful for what I have, and still be in charge of where I want my life to go.

I wish I would have been more content this year. I spent too much time staying out an extra hour to feel like “me” but I really wish I could have given that time to my family the next morning.

I am proud to have prioritized my writing and to have increased my yoga to an hour a day on weekdays (thanks to doing live classes online). I wish I had finished my screenplay but am pleased to have progressed as much as I have (now making it a mini-series). I wish Jamie and I had fewer fallings out and wish I never gave her mushrooms (nor took them myself on our beach trip) as that caused a bad falling out and made me ashamed to have hidden that from Laurie. I'm proud I went a year without drinking and am glad to have tried alcohol again but glad I've decided to stay a non-drinker.

I wish I had been more patient and less judgy.

I quietly absorbed the debt of a nonprofit collective by, yes, you guessed it, going into debt myself. I mean... what is money, etc. And. The collective seems unprepared to chart its course to remain unencumbered by debt. Like wildly. This lack of concern is an exhilarating experience. They blow my mind. And. I wish I had totally done this differently, which is to say: I wish I had not done it at all.

I’m especially proud that I finally started school. I have been afraid that I am too old to start a new career. My only regret is that I didn’t start sooner.

My answer last year about my family being away at sleepover camp and me finding it hard for them to reintegrate back home with me... still applies this year. I don't know that it's made me resentful, but it is certainly challenging-- especially because they continue to talk about camp throughout the year. I am grateful they have such a dynamic, character-building experience, but it breeds personal loneliness because it will be... February and they will be talking about camp. And since it's not just the kids, I became the odd man out in the household. Compound it this year with not being in school with them and it adds another layer of disconnectedness.

I'm especially proud of the mindset I've been able to cultivate with the help of my therapist. It's a mindset that allows me to not overthink or overanalyze but still be ready for the demands of an intense corporate job and the travails of living alone. In a word I've developed a kind of self-confidence that has made the type of difference I can really feel on a week-to-week basis.

I wish I knew my worth when applying for new jobs. I wish I wasn’t too hard on myself. I wish I gave myself more attention than I did. But I am proud that I finally chose to continue growing by breaking the stagnation I had created.

i don’t think there’s much i would have done differently this year, i’m happy being content as i am

I wish I had handled my son's fall back into drug use differently. I kept giving him money, supporting him, and inadvertently supporting his drug habit. This put a strain on my husband (his step-dad), who fled to his native country earlier than usual (he usually just spends the summer there, but left instead in the spring and will stay until early October). I am sure I have done many things wrong in raising my son.

i did the best i could! and tried to hold back from action when i couldn’t be some version of my best self. that feels taoist somehow, more balanced than past years. in work and at home, i found pleasure in being drawn in to things i like rather than pushing myself into things with shame or ego motivators. i would like to be more involved next year in supporting immigrants and asylum seekers. To be afraid of going home as well as afraid to be here is too much.

I am proud that I read Let Them and learned how to let my son and daughter-in-law live their own lives.

I am proud of engaging in the foot patrol at our local school that is attended entirely by immigrant students. It has been fortifying to feel like I'm doing something concrete in the face of threats to our community. I've also met neighbors and interesting people whom I wouldn't have met otherwise.

I had tried to seek support over the past year, and failed. I wish I knew how to better convey the needs that I had at the time.

One thing I'm particularly proud of this year is becoming more disciplined and intentional about holding Shabbat. Not in a perfect or elaborate way, but in a consistent one. Even if it's simply lighting candles with the kids, I've worked to make it a regular ritual in our week. I love the way Shabbat becomes a marker in time. It creates a pause point between the busyness of the week and the slower pace of the weekend. Amid the demands of work, school, and everyday logistics, that small ritual helps us come together and take a breath. I've also tried to make the value of tzedakah more tangible in our family's life. This year, I set up a weekly donation to come out of my account every Friday afternoon, going to the Melbourne Jewish Charity Fund. It's a small act, but I love the rhythm of it. When the kids drop their coins into the blue box before Shabbat, I can honestly tell them that we've given tzedakah that week too. What I'm most proud of is the example these rituals set for the kids. I want Judaism to feel lived and experienced in our home, not something reserved for the chags. More than anything, I hope they teach the children our values... and how identity is shaped by these rituals we return to consistently. My hope is that these small Friday traditions continue to anchor our family life, creating a sense of connection, generosity and belonging the kids will carry with them through life.

Actually stuck to achieving the tings I wanted to achieve. I have coasted yet again.

I keep beating myself up for this but given that I have been writing that i want a baby I feel like I didn't plan enough. I wasn't as proactive with doctors, tests... granted my partner only got on-board in March, but it's now almost October and we are so far from it. Something I am proud is being strong when my mom needed it. I found calmness amidst the chaos and I handled her illness the best I could.

It's been a weird year. It feels in-between. It feels like I'm finishing cleaning up the messes from past years (grief from my Mom's death, moving on from a particular business niche that has been weighing me down)– whice hopefully means that I am headed to unburdened awesomeness in 2027.

want to listen more deeply vs reacting Be measured and thoughtful via pausing Reached out to many friends that lost contact with

Well I am proud about my self care. I wish I had exercised more. I wish I could figure out the secret sauce to getting me to the gym - lol.

There is and will always be things I wish I had done differently. Proud of? I am beginning to be proud of the job I am doing as Sisterhood President. I did not foresee that. But the feedback I am getting, and the view I myself have of what HAS been accomplished, is - good. Perfect? Absolutely not. But - good.

There are always ten thousand things I wish I'd done differently. Mostly I wish I'd have made small choices that kept me in the moment and more balanced. Not let, or even volunteer, myself to be spread too thin. I'm proud that I've kept going and that I've allowed myself to take breaks when things felt too heavy/hard.

I wish I would have started 50/50 custody with my daughter sooner. I’m very proud of getting away from a marriage that kept me stuck for so long.

Not to make every answer about diabetes - though how can it not be - but I am proud of how I've mothered Lyla this year and frankly led the family through this incredible challenge. I was emotionally struggling at first, but I took some time off work, saw a therapist, and didn't let myself or the family fall apart. We stayed "normal" - going on holidays, getting Lyla into clubs, doing our usual activities even if more planning and admin was involved. I somehow feel I've actually become more skilled and effective at my job, and also started doing more progressive overload in my strength training even while dealing with so much at home. Tariq and I have done really well working together to learn everything we need to, honing our knowledge of this condition and how it impacts Lyla, and this results in her being in range about 87% of the time, which is pretty darn good. Done differently? I haven't stuck to our "phone zone" plan from last year very well. Lyla's diagnosis was my initial excuse. I still spend too much time, whether it be on my phone or scrolling on the laptop, looking at truly useless information (like random food influencers going to restaurants) instead of using more of my time either to be productive or for "good quality" down time like reading or listening to music.

Something that I’m really proud of is therapy. I’ve been really consistent about it, and I feel really good about that. I can see the progress, and I can see the benefits of doing therapy. I did a lot of therapy this year, and as part of it, I started recording my thoughts every day, which has been good. If there’s something I would have done differently related to that, I guess I would have tried not to be so negative. I focused a lot on the negative aspects of my life and on what was wrong. And it makes sense, because I was trying to get better and there were a lot of things wrong. But in the end, I was still focusing on those things and forgetting to focus on what was good in my life. And I had a lot of good things in my life. Another thing I definitely could have handled better was the situation with my neighbor, who is also a friend. I could have been clearer about it. I don’t know exactly what I would have done differently, but I would have handled it differently. There are also a couple of things at work that could have been handled better. But in general, I’m really proud of how things have gone in my life this past year.

I wish I hadn't had a moment of weakness and gone back to the man who broke my heart last year. He did the same thing all over again, with the same scenario. I spent a lot of time obsessing about him and feeling regretful, and being down on myself. The only thing I'm proud of in this particular situation is that I cut off all communication with him completely and ended any chance of further friendship.

Getting through my first year of MFT training fits both those questions - I'm really proud of myself for taking on this challenge and managing the emotions that accompany it, and I wish I'd managed them better at times.

I am proud of my resilience. I wanted to give up and be done with life. I couldn't see the light. Turns out, I just needed a small crack of light to aspire to see. I am proud of deciding to keep going even when I didn't really want to.

I'm proud of myself for doing what I could to support people during the federal government's occupation of Minneapolis. I delivered groceries, I blew whistles, I marched, I connected people.

I wish I had handled my first date/potential boyfriend differently. I regret rejecting him, but I was also trying to protect myself. I was going through a lot at the time and did what was best for my mental health. I regret how it all happened though and I don't know how to fix it. Do I even want to fix it?

I have been answering these questions since 2010 and for the first time, I can't think of much that I would have done differently in the past year. I am extremely proud of myself for continuing to advocate for my physical health, and for bravely stepping into a level of activity that I never thought was possible for me.

I am really really proud of my chronic pain journey and the immense amount of progress I have made this past year! I was so intentional at working so hard on myself. I went to Iselin I grounded down I learned about authenticity, slowing down, meditation. I had a really hard moment in the bath but really woke me up. And then I worked out a day after day exercising meditating taking breaks going at my pace resting when I needed to. And I found the Kaiser chronic pain program. Thank you Vonn! I did the level two group at the beginning of the year followed by the bio feedback group and doing one on one therapy with Meredith the whole time through the summer and now starting the young adult support group this fall really just as I'm feeling great. I'm certainly a little worried about what it will look like to go back to work but feeling really really good in my body.

I had a fairly hostile relationship with myself this past year. I struggled to trust myself and bullied myself through 3 challenging semesters. Though I wish to an extent that I had been a better student, more communicative in all my relationships, and taken better physical care of myself, I wish that I had been kinder and more forgiving for myself in the same way I would be with other whom I love. I am proud that I did not quit this year. I stayed employed and in school and have maintained my most important friendships.

I'm proud of standing up for myself and my needs. I wish I could have been more firm earlier, but I accept that it's been a process to learn how to advocate for and trust in myself.

I wish I could learn to stand up for myself better. On the other hand, I am very proud of how kindly I have lived considering what gave birth to and 'raised' me.

I'm proud of: taking the MCAT qualifying for Boston and running some fast miles being very intentional about dating and quickly extracting lessons from each experience I had and applying them towards building a more informed and authentic perspective and set of goals

I think I continue to flounder about how or whether I want to be in a relationship. I read the book The Dry Season and it gave me some language for my cyclical or addictive tendencies in chasing the highs of connection but not being attracted to people who are available. I think I know that I need to let go of the highs in order to get the depth I am missing, but I haven't done it yet. I'm not sure when or what will give.

I wish I had started my business sooner and I wish I had thought through more of the details of the adventure business sooner, but maybe I wasn’t ready. I am proud that I conceived of and executed a challenge of 50 adventures in the year leading to my 50th birthday. I’m glad Sam encouraged me to write about them. Now, not only do I have a beautiful record and archive of my year, but I also have reflections that will enable me to write a book and create another business.

This last year is a blur. It has been challenging. I am tired, in a state of constant adapting to a new challenging set of events. Fascism being overarching. I planted a garden in containers and was surprised at what it produced. I started some weight training and became a strong swimmer. I advocated for my brother as I promised I would. I am less afraid of scarcity than ever before. I am resisting the fascist take over of our government in my own unique capacity.

I wish I had spent more meaningful time with my daughter. She is 20, and her life is taking off. I think we have reached a point where we need to put more effort into creating experiences where our relationship can still grow and we can still be there for each other.

I wish I had been able to get our old dog Estrella to the vet earlier in the day. She suddenly became ill after having been healthy with no conditions all her long life. We later found out it was something we couldn’t have known— a sudden unexpected burst vessel and internal bleeding. I regret the incident terribly, although there was nothing we could have done. It was unfortunate because it was a conflagration of conflicts: one car, husband early dentist appointment, afternoon vet appointment, but she passed in peace that afternoon. I miss her still, and remember all her little quirks. I am proud of my work in my gardens around my home — I have mostly native plants, and created a particular butterfly garden that is inviting butterflies and pollinators. My native plants, shrubs, and trees are bringing hummingbirds and lots of other birds. I qualified for a “Certified Wildlife Habitat” designation, and have received compliments from neighbors. There is a variety of creatures calling the back half of our lot home.

I went through a very rough patch in my marriage as a result of me feeling resentful that I am a full-time working mother and Mark is retired. I was very focused on the imbalances in our relationship, specifically that I did not have the time that he does, and I found myself stuck in resentment. It made me tense, irritable and feeling stuck. I wished I had handled it differently but ultimately I think I needed to go through that, and hash it out with Mark to get to a better place. We’re now in couples therapy and we’re both invested in each others happiness and the health of our marriage. I also lost a friend this year. I made a choice that she didn’t like (related to my marriage) and she has not spoken to me since that time. It has been months. I’ve reached out to her a few times but she did not respond, so I gave up. I miss her. I hope she’s well. I wonder if I’ll ever speak to her again, but this is out of my control. I don’t think I could’ve done anything differently but maybe that’s not the case. If my friend doesn’t talk to me again I will never know.

I wish I had exercised more and focused on my health. I'm proud of getting back to fostering kittens. I guess both of these remind me that while there are urgent things day to day, I need to make time for the things that will bring me contentment long term, too.

Year after year, I have no problem finding things I wish I did differently. But this time? I’m proud of how much I’ve grown

I wish I had invested myself in building my Purium business. Doing so would have given me some breathing room to handle my answer to Question 1. I would also have more time to parent my kids.

I am proud for leaving a situation that was so toxic and negligent. For starting over in a new place.

I wish I had manged money and business differently. I feel like I could have done more, sooner to reduce the amount of money that was "lost". Still playing catch up now with cutting overhead, etc. Lots learned. I know this will end up being a great learning lesson, I just wish it could have come at a smaller cost.

Work has gone pretty well this year so I’m quite proud of that. I think I’ve started to get on top of my stress and anxiety or at least develop good coping strategies - I think I will always be anxious and stressed but I am finding it easier to live with it and thrive despite it.

I'm proud of the work I put into building a little WhatsApp community of queer Zionists, and connecting a bunch of people who felt excluded from both queer and Jewish spaces, for various reasons. I still wish it grows more, but this is a good time to pause and reflect that it's been a blessing to have in my life - and that the others in the group feel the same way. They're thankful I set this up. I hope we can continue having zoom meetings, and I hope my health somehow improves so that it doesn't cost me so much to host them

I wish I could have found a job, and abundance, and my person. I wish I spent more time finding a work place that sustains me and that allows me to feel proud all at once, I think it exists but it's been hard to find.

No. I think it went about as well as it could go. I am proud of myself for standing firm when I needed to, protecting my boundaries, and chasing my own joy.

There's always something... but overall I took some action on some things and I'm proud of: became a yoga instructor to deepen my practice and meet new people/community, got a job as an instructor at local YMCA's and I'm very excited to see where it leads. Also, reached out and invited two of my siblings to hike and they said yes! I'm hoping this becomes a yearly tradition! Alternatively, I always wish I had had those difficult conversations so that it sets up the potential for a closer relationship - or at least clears the air. I'm in the middle of one now - trying to get better at them - and notice I'm still tied to how it gets received. Trying to let it go and continue on having them.

I am proud that I had a really excellent summer. It may seem frivolous to be proud of how I spent my pleasure time, but I was so disappointed in how I felt I squandered my breaks over my first year that I'd vowed to really use my summer to the fullest! I didn't want to be languishing at home on youtube or running errands all summer... And I wasn't! I had a connecting and entertaining East Coast trip on which I got to see friends and art and spend quality time with family. And then I had an enriching, empowering, beautiful solo trip to Japan where I got to be in the moment minute by minute and also richly observe a place that was not my own. It was great. Rather than saying my always - sleep and exercise, the hills I forever climb - I will be more nuanced and say that I wish I had created an out-of-the-house weekday routine earlier in the year. I didn't have energy or time, but that's exactly why I needed it. Starting to do butt workouts with Jess once a week gave balance back to my life in a way I didn't know I badly needed.

Managing mental health better, keeping on top of my housework. Increasing my excercise.

I am proud that I committed to Umane, I am proud that I challenge my deep believes that I need to be successful in the same way as my perceived peers and that I am discovering different ways that I can be happy not with less but in a different way.

I'm very proud of myself. I stuck to my values and held my own in a very difficult situation. I remained a loving and present mother, continued to work in the ways i could and ultimately made/found new community for myself and my family.

Still wish I knew how to motivate my kid better. He does okay and I guess I have to trust his life will all work out as it always seems to do, even if it's not how I would go through it, but it's not really my life...

I turned 60 and it was a great year because I finally allowed myself to feel loved by family and friends

I wish I had taken my time to move to DC. I am extremely proud of my taking the risk to go to the nice to meet dinners.

One of the bravest things I've ever done: went to a psilocybin retreat as a way of addressing longstanding depression. Interesting (to say the least), though I hated much of the psychedelic effects. Deep insights, yes; deep connections to my genetic past, yes; more closely connected to my own emotions, yes; continuing connections to some of the participants, yes. Any substantive changes? Not yet.

I am proud that I took time off at the beginning of this year for baby bonding. I thought I would be ready to go back to work in August. But by not, I have gotten to be there for Adrienne's first day of TK and brought her to and from an advanced gymnastics class. And, of course, I have gotten so much one on one time with Avery. Lastly, it has been helpful to remind myself that I'm more than just my job.

I wish I had been better at fundraising for the global fellowship program for which I was serving as co-director. However, I'm proud of what we accomplished over the previous 4 years and am confident that beautiful seeds have been planted in dozens of countries and I can't wait to see what fruits and blooms emerge.

I wish I would've just said NO to Alexia and Jazz about working the next day after being in the hospital and having a permit to basically not work. I'm proud of how much I've grown and how I have not let myself die basically. And proud that I've gotten closer to God.

I am proud of coordinating our friend group to consistently visit our friend who has been ill. She has been sick with Stage 4 cancer for an entire year. It's so easy to retreat and just send a 'get well' text. You just can't do that and call it real community. I hope I have shown my kids what it means to show up for people you love. And I hope our friend knows how much we love her.

I wish I could have better embraced my role as stay at home mom to Esme. In many ways I did embrace it and LOVE it. And in other ways I allowed myself to feel shame about how it reflected on my worth and value in the world. I allowed my insecurity about this to make me feel small, especially as I navigated myself in social situations. I want more for myself and want to be a confident role model for my children

I wish I had pushed through and gone to events I was originally excited about more often, and I wish I had listened to my instincts and skipped some things I went to in spite of a gut feeling. I wish I were better at telling the two apart.

I feel as though I've done a good job maintaining my relationships. I am in contact with a lot of people on a regular basis, and very few of those relationships contain any meaningful conflict. I enjoy the feeling of ease that comes from being in harmonious relations.

Proud of - I'm really proud of the way I showed up for my grandma in her death. I made our little 1-4-3-6 vavness mah jongg extension pack; helped create drashes, mahzors, and song sheets to help our family come together during the holidays and shiva; and think that it helped to cultivate a feeling of feeling; of healing, and vavness, and community. My grandma said at the end that she felt like I was such a good grandson to her and talked about how proud she was of the connection that I had with grandpa. It was this sense of closure that while I'm so sad about my grandma, I'm glad she felt that I was the grandson she deserved - one who showed up and loved and laughed; and because of that, it made life all the more richer. Wish I had done differently - I think by this time next year I should get a new job! It's time!

We'd like to approach new things with more forecasting and strategy conversations. Taking the new job without those conversations left me feeling really unheard and not considered. We want to do a better job taking it less personally and getting less mad and offended/ defensive when we feel like that's happening.

Last year was fretting over a contractor disappearing. Am proud of contacting Angi's List to complain, thus getting my deck finished finally. Also, I see that last year, I failed to get work in my basement storage unit done; this year, I finally did it, and it is way less dusty. Wish I had broken up with J. and actively pursued finding another relationship. Still limping along with him at present. I do enjoy spending time with him, and sometimes, he says or does things that make me feel like he does like me, like taking me out 4 of the 5 nights I was in Chicago recently, and paying for everything. He also said that he bought me chocolates, though forgot to give them to me. But at other times, like now, he just ignores me. And he still won't let me meet his son, which is insulting. I told him he could just say I was a "friend", which I am, not a "girlfriend", but he still refuses.

I'm especially proud of taking my first step toward professional licensure. Especially as a person who has testing anxiety. I had to make it happen for myself, and I did! I overcame the obstacles!

I definitely wish I would have focused more time and energy on my novel. I did finish my first draft (yay!) and ended up sending it in for a contest (yay, go me again!) But... I haven't finished a second draft, found proofreaders or even thought about finding an agent / publisher yet. So I wish I would have put more time in my future version: writing, homesteading, the business Iwant to create. In stead of procrastinating, being stuck and staying in a career that is easy and makes good money but doesn't fill me with energy. But, tomorrow I am starting a 100 days of writing, and 100 days of acting accordingly. And I am looking forward to that. I really am going to have to keep myself to it, and not even let weekends or holidays get in the way.

I have been present and consistent for my son, he is my priority and I have been able to build a work schedule that allows me to show up for him with minimal barriers!

Write more. Paint more.

I am proud of my career as I retire. After retiring in July, I began to clean out my file cabinets. The papers in them included materials from my education - from a post-high school graduation program, college, graduate school, doctorate, and more. Going through them brought back memories. They also reflected the progression of my life over the past 52 years. I was reminded of my successes, as well as failures and growth.

The exact first thought I had before checking last year's response to this question, I realise is exactly the same. Not much changed within this year. I did not use last year's regret and wish to do things differently, and do anything with it. I did not learn from my mistakes or my personality flaws. Last year I said I wished I hadn't pushed the majority of my friends away whilst my husband dies of cancer. And this year I also say I wish I hadn't pushed most of my friends away whilst my husband is still declining. Terminal illness is a great leveller. I look at my husband who knows me best, and we have had such a short time together, 4.5 years total. Then I look at those who have known me since I was 18, over 20 years, and they barely know me. And I think I barely know them, as it happens. I believe if they knew me truly, they would not like me. So I have distanced and let them have their happily married lives, with their children and their good careers whilst my entire life crumbles. I can't bear the comparison, I can't bear losing the one person who knows me and loves me despite everything. In short, I did nothing differently. However, I am proud of being what I believe is strong, for my husband. I am proud that I let one friend back in slightly, and am grateful that she forced me to, despite me closing myself off. I am proud I let one or two friends in slightly. I am proud I am still standing and able to get out of bed in the morning.

I'm proud that this year, I said yes to an impulsive opportunity offered to me by my swim friend, Jane, who was trying to offload some accommodations she booked for a swim festival in Mallorca in May. I had NOTHING booked and only one race on the schedule this race season, so I felt like I had nothing really fun to look forward to when this opportunity landed in my lap. She and her husband Ross were renovating their home and felt like they couldn't justify the expense of traveling overseas, so she offered me her spot at Best Fest, an annual open water swimming festival -- and I felt compelled to say yes. I had THE most amazing time. I'd never been to Spain before, I haven't traveled in awhile, and I needed to remind myself that life needs to be lived and serendipitous moments need to be seized! It was a perfect excuse to go away to build swimming distance in a new, exciting location. Best Fest offers multiple swim race distances in gorgeous locations as well as daily coached clinics at an elite outdoor swim training facility called the Best Centre. I swam with actual Olympians and met wonderful, friendly swimmers from around the world, making friends with a super talented master's swimmer from Montreal named Hilary, and a lovely young woman from Poland, who taught me how to say "swimming" in Polish: "pwee-vahnya"! I swam almost 34km in the span of that week, PBing in my 5km distance at 35 minutes and competing in the 5 k, the 3.8k and the 10k events. I would LOVE to return to do Best Fest again.

Eclipse in Spain and that whole trip. Would make a couple tiny changes to the experience in retrospect, just go here and not there sort of things, but overall just magical. I loved Barcelona, I love London, I love my friends, I loved seeing nine friends in four cities across the pond, I am so glad we went.

I wish I had continued the dietary plan that changed my health. I am working on getting back to it. I am proud of all my learning and the space I have given myself to grow, grieve, and be happy.

I wish that I could have made more one on one time with M and with C. Most of my one on one time is with W. And the rest of the time is just shlepping and grinding, and I don't even have a job! I tried to give them all good experiences, but I can definitely be better, especially knowing that my days are limited with the tween, who will increasingly seek out friends over mom for company. What am I proud of? I guess keeping going, despite all the exhaustion. But, even that feels like it falls short.

I'm glad I got an ADHD diagnosis. I am glad I got the NIH grant I have been striving for. But I let my insecurities and frustrations about work colleagues get the better of me. And I spent too much time dwelling on my prior faults - wanting everything to be perfect - rather than moving forward. I want to change that but now I think I know how.

I'm so profoundly proud of the ways I've heard myself, slowed down, done less, accepted rest, accepted little by little my autism. I wish that didn't come with shame and giult and embarrassment.

I'm proud of myself for hopping back on the language learning train and keeping it up. As of this year, I'm at beginner level in Mandarin, B2 in Italian and at least a firm B1 in French.

I wish that I’d asked for help earlier during the time that my husband’s health was hanging on by a thread. It’s very difficult for me to ever ask for help and it’s something I have to constantly remind myself to do. Having had a childhood of abuse and neglect, from a very early age I felt alone believing, in magical child-thinking, that if I only was creative enough, smart enough, good enough that the bad things would stop. As my mother was so debilitated by my father’s terror, I began to have the ‘mother’ role for as long as I have conscious memory. I had to pull a chair from the dining room table to the stove to cook meals for my brothers. So, I developed an outsized sense of responsibility to care for others. It has taken me a lifetime to learn how to care for myself. I’m proud that I finally did reach out and ask for support from family and close friends, which has been generously given.

Now that I know what this school year is like, I wish I had left the school I teach at. But you can’t win them all! I can’t think of anything specifically that I wish I had done differently, but I’m sure there are things. I feel kind of apathetic or numb when I think about the past year. So many stressful things to just cram down.

It's silly, but I really really wish I'd sent my passport application in with Heron's, when we did hers. Ug. Getting my own paperwork in order is so much harder. I worry about not being able to leave... I got into the paralegal program! I've proud of that, for sure!

I can't be what anyone needs or wants I want to escape and move on with my life. I have pushed through everything I can. My body can't do what I want it to do anymore. I'm not disabled I'm not beyond repair. I have accepted that maybe help won't come

What hubris to answer no to this question. But nothing seems big enough and the wish isn't so much that I had done something differently than I be a different person. I wish I had gotten a job sooner. I wish I wasn't still angry about Pursuit. I wish I had executive function. You know, like that. Ruben. So much. How to choose? I wish I'd powered through my knee issues. On the other hand I feel even if i had done that, then getting COVID would have Waylaid me. Because yesterday was the first time I've exercised since then.

I wish I had finished one of these college credit classes. I am proud I never try quitting and I never quit trying.

Wish I had: cut back on work, made more time for study and music, reached to old friends and new friends and family.

I'm pleased that I've been able to internalize the things I've been learning about grief, C-PTSD and ADHD. I've been able to take these things in and understand how they affect me positively and negatively.

I’m proud of myself for so much, having the courage to stand up to my ex-husband, even though it involved time, money, and the legal system. It took 20 years (19) but he finally stopped. I’m also proud of myself for finishing my first academic paper in the midst of all of this and preparing for ICFA. I put myself somewhere outside of my comfort zone and… it was great. I put myself first, took a real vacation, and YOLO-ed four BTS concerts. I found a new Jewish home. And most importantly, I advocated for my physical and mental health when no one else would have done it for me. And because of that, I’m still here.

I wish I hadn't turned to substances to self-medicate. It poured gasoline on a burning fire of abandonment and co-dependency that needed to be healed and loved. Instead, I numbed, distracted, and ultimately, reacted in ways I regret today. I am proud of how I've been able to confront those patterns in the last month and am over 1 month alcohol-free.

I wish I had spoken with thinking first in every situation. Often I just speak and I think it has hurt me this year. But I'm also extremely proud of standing my ground and letting go of my caretaker position.

I wish I had gone home at 11:30 AM on August 9. I wish I had been hungry or had a deadline. I wish I had decided to take my children home to play rather than stay and play. I wish I had just listened to what the universe had been telling me since May.

I wish I had done more art this year. I'm proud of myself for going to drawing group, but I wish I had spent more time drawing and painting on my own. I'm actually very proud of the progress I've made with drawing this year. I can build on that.

I wish I had committed to fewer things. I wish my husband would join me in doing some of the things that I do instead of basically living a simple life. I am especially proud of the relationships established with my niece and nephew this year.

I'm actually pretty proud of how I've handled this past year, especially with the abundance of challenges. It's small, but I wish that I had applied BHDM and listened to my intuition before hiring a contractor for my studio. But that did lead me to installing the epoxy flake floor myself, which I am proud of. I'm also very proud that I've managed to get to live the life that I want to live. It's huge!

Wished did different:Invited more Been less awkward Gotten web site out in world More social justice Proud: the mitzvah, warm and sweet and magical, meetings w clergy, writing, teaching Not in spite ofme . Im part of this.

i wish i had spent more time in the backyard this year. that i had purchased and installed a bench back there to facilitate time in the garden

I wish I had not started at Beit Kulanu with the sisterhood leadership. I’m proud to have been asked to co chair the caring committee at BK. I’m looking forward to working with the group.

I don’t know how to say this more eloquently, but I wish I’d gotten out of my own way more this past year and stopped being blocked by imaginary obstacles. And the issue is that there is nothing stopping me from doing that except my own limitations and humanity. Fear, laziness, lack of self confidence, whatever it is. To say I wish I had done something differently this past year is to say I wish I had done something that I absolutely could have done and the issue is I didn’t do any of it. Maybe I wish for the coming year I only have real reasons not excuses.

I am glad I have listened to my body and pretty much stopped drinking alcohol. I had a period of dizziness that was likely inner ear drum crystals, but it was exacerbated by any alcohol at all. So I quit completely for about a month, and now drink extremely occasionally, usually one glass of wine if I am out, if that. It has been lovely to experience zero after affects, and to explore non-alcoholic cocktails and white wine. The part I am proud of though, is the listening to my body as to how the alcohol really felt, rather than to my mind which might deny the sensations.

I wish I had spent more time with my friends.

I wish I had gone fly fishing!!! I wish I had traveled more.

If I could (find the way to have done) things differently it would be to slow down at work and at home. I feel driven and built for productivity and checking boxes and that often takes precedence to being still and fully present with people. I’m proud of the ways I learned and practiced my new school based therapist job and integrated myself into the school staff. I'm getting feedback from colleagues that I am trusted and seen as very professional and good at what I do. At times I felt like an imposter but kept trying and growing, making mistakes and learning from them. I’m proud for continuing to attend sessions with my own therapist during a busy school year and gaining the clarity and confidence I needed to voice my struggles to my supervisor and request a change to part-time fee for service. Oh, and working out! I'm proud of starting the peloton bike workouts and not letting it be a fad. I really do love having it and feel I'm much more fit than this time last year.

Nothing I'm proud of. I wish I'd done a little every day towards some goal of creative expression of disciplined self-development. Can't think it's too late

I wish I had asked my doctor about starting an SSRI that is helpful for anxiety (and depression) sooner. I am proud that I finally took that step, one I had been avoiding for 32 years…

I am not sure what I might have done differently. I am especially happy that I’ve invited and let Rich into my life. A lot of trust there. Vulnerability on my part. Making room for him and changing priorities. It’s all still very surprising and wonderful. Last night I wrote after we made love. Same tonight as it is. My mind was not focused on the 25th anniversary of 9/11, or Trump’s trumped up war in Iran. When I was done writing, I read for the first time what I had written last year. “Fucking Trump” is what I wrote. That has not gotten any better — and in fact worse. I am fearful still of what damage he has done, how it might be undone, and when, and what cannot be fixed. This country would be a joke if it all were not so deadly serious. What has changed for me is not feeling so alone with it. My priorities have not changed, but perhaps my focus has. I should also mention my job. Heather gave two weeks notice in January that she was retiring. Instead of replacing her, I have become firm administrator and believe I am doing a good job. My goal is to leave it a well organized firm so that anyone who might replace me will not inherit the shit show I did. Lots of frustrations, but I think I am doing good for the firm.

I always wish I was a better mother. I wish I could understand how to talk to my daughter better. We are so different. I try, and I'm proud that this year I committed to spending an hour of quality time with both my kids and husband each week, and have done most of it. But I still wish I could be a better parent. It is so complicated to know what to do with tech and electronic. We limited everything. She got a phone by herself. We want to put limits. She threatens to get another phone. And she can do it. It's such a challenge. But anyway I'm proud of those hours. I'm proud that I'm really prioritizing family. I'm proud that I'm prioritizing financial austerity finally. I'm proud that I've done a lot of Torah learning this year. I'm proud that I'm calmer. I'm proud I feel a little less guilty about being a normal person.

I'm proud of how positive the feedback regarding my job performance has been. I like knowing that I am doing a good job, and that this has been noticed by my colleagues.

No regrets that are sticking with me. Modestly, I want to show my family how much I value them even as being a first-year teacher is taking up a lot of my capacities.

I'm proud of going on my first reading retreat even though I didn't know anyone else going. Despite being used to solo travel, going to a social event alone is always so much harder.

I'm proud of my bat mitzvah! I learned to chant the first chapter of Ruth (in festival trope!) And I delivered a D'Var Torah in the form of a performance poem. I've helped laylead services once or twice since then, and I want to do more poetry. And I have a feeling the folks at synagogue will appreciate if I deliver.

I wish I would have stood up for myself earlier in the year at work. It was painful to confront some of my co-workers, but much better in the other side of the conflict. I was miserable longer than needed. I am proud of myself for finally saying something and pushing through it.

I wish I had taken more time to exercise and not let myself gain so much weight, but at the same time I know that my focus was on healing and part of it was trusting food again, which I guess came with the downside of finally eating without fear to the point where I ate too much. I am at peace with it, my rolls are temporary and a sign that my mindset has shifted and my body is getting what it needs, even if too much of it. I am very proud of having completed my hypnotherapy certificate. I quickly realised that I was doing really well during the course when compared to my peers, getting consistent great feedback and also seeing it when practicing on each other. Completing the coursework of 80 long form questions felt so intimidating and impossible when I started and when I finally decided to go for it I actually enjoyed the intellectual stimulation I had missed for a long time. The brain fog I had for years dissipating with the rest of my health issues gave me back something I had forgotten, my capabilities and enjoyment of "doing the work". I got amazing feedback, "no notes" from my teacher and felt very proud when being told some of my answers were the best he had seen in a long time. I also felt confident in my case studies and feel so proud that they are now my paying clients, them wanting to keep up the work is very validating. So this past year has very little regrets tied to it. I could've spent more time trying to grow a social media following to launch my practice stronger, could've taken better care of my body, could've worked on my side projects more, could've read more books, etc etc...But I think that taking a lot of space and a lot of time just being, not pushing myself hard, not feeling like I am never giving enough was a huge part in my healing, so I can't really regret any of it.

I made my taxes. Without any help. For the first time. I've never thought I could do that

Extremely proud of job performance and being acknowledged for it. I wish I would have worked more on the yard and storage.

I ran a well-reviewed and financially successful event, even with staffing challenges at a crucial time.

I think maybe I didn't take enough time off of work. While I'm very proud of my work this year, I'm also feeling pretty worn out.

Something I wish I had done differently this past year was to ask for help from social service agency workforce development agencies sooner - and take that advice. Try and hit "Rock bottom" sooner, ha. But really. Since re-dedicating myself to my job search in April, it's taken me 6 months to get close to an offer. Imagine if I had done that right away! Please remind me of this next time. I hate learning lessons like this.

I wish I had relaxed more. I'm proud of how I've handled Jim's trust.

I'm really feeling good about my choices and accomplishments this year. Tom, Dan and I worked as a team to get him off probation, establish sobriety, get a fair parenting agreement and divorce settlement, and qualify for disability benefits.

I wish I had listened more to myself, to my gut feeling. I am proud of my strength through these hard times.

I am especially proud that I pursued and started a new job at the beginning of the year, after years recovering from burnout. I am also especially proud that I resigned from a nonprofit board leadership position that I wasn't feeling anymore. Looking forward to having my time back!

I'm especially proud of how I put my head down and got shit done this year. When I decided I needed a new job, I was disciplined in my approach and found ways to balance responsibilities in all areas of my life so I could prioritize applying to jobs. I found a new job (in a really tough, competetive job market no less!!) in 3 months, which I know is incredibly lucky but also a testament to my determination and ambition. Throughout the whole year I have balanced my actual job and my union work--which was many, many hours a week--with my Board service, being a loving partner and dog mom, contributing more equally to chores and care tasks around the house (which I could always do more of), and being an attentive and engaged friend, sister, and daughter. It's been a year of getting shit done and I am very proud of that.

I can’t say I would do anything different or that I am especially proud of anything. I handled my mother’s death better than I thought I would.

I'm proud of myself for getting into therapy and reorienting myself from the desperate way I was spiraling in response to Jonathan being away on tour. I was wailing on the phone and putting a lot of pressure on him and squandering my contact with him, and it wasn't good for either of us. I'm so proud I turned that around, and now I feel strong and independent of him -- whatever he decides to do, I feel I have my feet firmly planted in my path. I know I'll go back to therapy when I need it, and I'll probably need it sooner rather than later. I trust myself more and feel more calibrated to be a partner to him no matter what he needs to do next.

No regrets. A lot of imperfections, but I’m proud that Ive been working on having the best life I can despite pain and disability, continuing to be of service where I can, and continuing to learn more about myself.

I'm proud of the amount of intentional care I've been able to do. Spending 3 weeks at my parents' house to shepard them through 2 surgeries - without going completely insane. Giving them recommendations for how to better care for themselves. Hosting a mini block party and starting to build relationshsips with neighbors. Starting a group chat with the people in my building.

It took a good portion of the year to be more consistent in personal practice of the piano. In the past 4-6 months I”ve been better about it. Along with my string quartet, I’m proud to have co-written a song with Carrie and recorded it along with the rest of her new album. Lots of proud moments on that. I’m also happy that I’m pretty consistent in my library time, though the last couples months, I haven’t written new music. It will come again, but in the meantime, I try to draw for part of that 2 hours. And that’s a little better.

I’m very proud of getting through becoming an adult case manager and fighting for getting the children’s case management program back up. I’m thinking that I wish I had done differently as a continuing desire to get Jeff and I into therapy. I think it will help tremendously for communication alone.

I'm proud of all the work I've done to address my family possessions, art, books, and historical papers It's been challenging to let go of these things. I wish I had better prepared myself for the emotional challenge of this work.

I am proud of going to the Grain Gathering and having a peak experience. Pride might not be the best word but it's a word that is in the mix of positive feelings of doing what I love, connecting with people who love what I love, enjoying the spectacular place I love. It was a spiritual experience and I'm so grateful I was open to it all.

I am proud that I stuck with the lifting to help my bone density and that I have all these muscles now!

I'm proud of myself for not completely falling into a pit of despair when I found out I tore my ACL and would need surgery. It's been a long, hard road and it's nowhere near over yet, but somehow I'm staying afloat. It's been tough, dont get me wrong, but I've been able to put the hard days in perspective and really appreciate the good days and small wins. One day this will be a memory.

Been more proactive; in building my emotional i telligence and for daring

I wouldn't say yes to either question. Really, it was a year of reaping the harvest I've been sowing for years. Arthritis in my knee(s) happened "suddenly" after years of growing disease and lack of exercise. Income took a nosedive after years of neglecting my marketing and networking. So now I've become so much less mobile and impoverished. I suppose something that was in my power to make a difference this year would be something like practices of meditation and gratitude. I still struggle to make that kind of practice a part of my life, and it would likely have helped.

I was more stagnant at home last winter than I wanted to be. I know I was just settling in and it was a lot, but still, I gained weight, I didn’t feel great and I was bored. On the flip side, I’m proud of all the work I’ve done to make the house a home. It was a lot of work (and cost), but worth it.

Yeah, I definitely wish I would have looked for a new job, but not taken the one with my friend. I'm certain I could have garnered a raise while maintaining a steady income; I don't love this feeling of no safety net right now.

I'm really proud of the fact that I worked as an AARP Tax-Aide volunteer this year and spent a lot of time and effort helping people--most of them seniors--file their taxes. I not only took a burden from them but worked to educate them about some of the arcane details of US tax law. They were very grateful and I was thrilled to be able to help them.

I wish I took more time off in 2026 and try to enjoy myself. I feel like all I did is work constantly and do things for others. I feel like I didn’t really enjoy the summer properly.

I wish I had taken more time off in my last job. I left a lot of PTO on the table when I left in January,

I wish I had been more outgoing, instead of acting like a recluse. While I truly enjoy my own company, we live in a vibrant 55+ community, filled with interesting people. Maybe if I got out more, I would stress less.

What a difference a year makes...my first thought was that I started a relationship too soon after my marriage but truthfully I wouldn't change that. I am proud I found the courage to leave.

I’m proud of “walking my husband home” as he faced death with such love and dignity. I helped him to live his last days. It was the hardest thing I’ve done in my life — to give him a good death. I miss him so much, but I know he is out of pain and he lived every day until the day he died giving and receiving love.

I'm very proud that I have become more proactive in my business. It's taken me a moment to put all that I know together into a cohesive package.

What I wish I'd done differently: Wish I had been more intentional about how I spent my time - less scrolling, more cello, more keeping up with cleaning house, more reading books rather than internet. Proud of: Finally taking my cello to St. Paul, navigating airports, horrible flight cancellations, delays, etc., all with carrying the cello around and around airports.

I’m especially proud of my decision to leave the house, the relationship, the situation when things became extremely abusive, toxic, and unbearable with my partner during my pregnancy. The path opened up and led me to a beautiful home and a lovely neighborhood and I was able to experience quite a lot of healing, and able to get a lot of much-needed rest and rest restoration during this time away. It was painful, of course, but in the end, I think it helped to heal our relationship and things are better for it now. It took a lot of courage for me to do this because I didn’t know how things would turn out. It was definitely a leap of faith, and I really don’t have power greater than myself heavily to guide me through it. I’m proud of that.

I wish I had faced my financial reality sooner and taken more consistent action to create stability. I spent too much time hoping the next program, opportunity, or idea would finally change everything. I also wish I had trusted myself enough to step away from relationships and organizations that no longer fit me without questioning whether I was making a mistake. At the same time, I am proud that I finally stopped chasing recognition. I began letting go of the need to become famous, important, or admired and became more grounded in who I actually am—a therapist, writer, husband, father, and man trying to live with integrity. I’m proud that I have been willing to face difficult questions about my work, my faith, my health, my finances, and the next chapter of my life without pretending to have all the answers.

Exceptionally, I can't think of a single thing that I wish I had done differently. That almost never happens. I am really proud that I asked my family for help. I'm also proud that the world situations have not overtaken my well being. That is not to say that things haven't been hard for me. I've been able to hold on to the wisdom of my ancestors and community. It's what they want of us all and I'm pleased that I can settle into that knowledge.

I wish I had gotten more exercize, but I probably won't. I've managed to keep the weight off without Ozempic, but that credit goes mostly to Marco.

I decided last spring that I would train for a marathon in October. When I started in May I couldn't run a mile without walking, and now I can go more than 15. I ran 20 last week with only a few breaks. My marathon is in 2 weeks and I am very proud of all the early mornings and what I have accomplished.

I wish I had gone to more exercise classes in person, and read more books. But that's a goal for next year! I also wish I had worked harder to cultivate friendships.

I wish I had been more in touch with my needs, and more assertive in expressing them

Nothing I wish I had done significantly differently. There are some relationships that baffle me and I hope to work on them in the year to come. I am very proud of the work I have done to share a positive vision of Jewish life.

I feel like I have wasted so much time, whether it is playing stupid games for pennies, or doom scrolling on social media. I can never have those hours again and it meant I have not been present in the moment.

I don't know if there's one specific thing I'd do differently. It's more that I've felt more unhappy this past year, noticeably so, and a lot of that traces back to Thumbprint. I feel like I'm working hard, but it never feels like enough. I wish I'd made more money somewhere else, or had people coming after me for job opportunities or projects, something that would give me an out from a place that's been pretty miserable overall. What I'm proud of, looking back at where I was last year: I'm down about 30 pounds and honestly in the best shape I've been in since I ran the Chicago Marathon back in 2017. My health has stayed clear, which I don't take for granted. And more than anything, I've shown up as a dad in ways I couldn't have imagined a year ago. That's what I'm most proud of.

I am proud of the fact that I finally took an official art class. I also started doing some intentional art. As far as doing something differently, I wish that I had done more art than I have. I want to continue these efforts. If I were going to do anything differently, it would’ve been starting my interest in making art sooner.

I wish I had been more aggressive about finding out why I was sick. I am proud of how I have handled having cancer and the side effects of chemotherapy.

This year is a big blur to me. The most I can remember is quiting ballet, Spain, Blenders, and a ton of other random thing. I suppose that I have really changed my goals in my life this year, for better or worse. I am focussing more on the small things to get through the larger work on the day-to-day. There is some much I could be doing, so I'm proud of myself for doing my best and my all (though I which there were more hours in the day, I need to workout more). Hopefully I don't run out of steam...

Am stepping through the retirement doorway. Scary. And I do love my job. I have been seriously thinking about retiring for several years now, but I wish I had talked about it with my supervisor much earlier. I would not be scrambling so much now.

I wish I had been more calm and rested when Krauss got sick. I lost my mind a little. I'm proud I took and passed the Chemistry class.

I’m very proud of winning the Dianne Casoni award for my memoir Lost Promises: Revisiting the Circumstances of My Sister’s Death in a Religious Cult. My parents were strongly identified with their Jewish identity , but were leftists who were adverse to religion. My sister and I grew up with a thirst for spirituality. She became involved in San Francisco’s Creative Community Project, which came to be known as a religious cult affiliated with the Unification Church. I visited her there, and we both underwent brainwashing. I returned home, but she was killed in mysterious circumstances while still a member of the cult. This is a description of our upbringing, the spiritual thirst that led us from Montreal to SAN Francisco, our experience on the commune and my legal investigation into how she died.

I think I've dedicated a lot of time to my relationship and my work. But not always doing things in a way that is centering my own vision and interests and long term goals. With my relationship, it's been pretty good, but with my other pieces of my life, like, political activism, community, my own interests and hobbies, I wish I had really shifted them more into real action. I've spent a lot of it being digital online as a passive consumer, and I would like to be someone who actually creates real things, real connections, real impact, and less of a observer or consumer.

我決定跟ＯＯ續約後感受到自己有點後悔，感覺這不是一個和我的靈魂最貼近的 tribe，但已經決定了就 make the best out of it! 這是我的人生態度。明年再來看看是否有不同感受。

I'm proud of getting myself out of the horrible situation I was in, especially when it seemed completely impossible. I am also proud of myself for doing all the legwork for yet another international move, when burnt out and sick and through the fire and flame of my sister's cancer diagnosis. In spite of it all, I'm here, I'm safe, my family is safe and together, and I can keep teaching. I thought all that was over in April and May. It wasn't. Through sheer will, I am in such a better situation now.

I'm not sure how to answer this right now. There are a lot of things I wish I'd done differently, but I'm not sure that I had the capacity to do things differently, even if I wanted to. I guess the biggest thing I wish I'd done differently is prioritize my mental health sooner and create a life that actually works for me and my brain. I'd have tried to do what I could to avoid burnout in the first place. I am proud of how I've hung in there and kept going no matter how hard and exhausted I've been. And I'm really proud of the moments where I just accepted that I couldn't do much and didn't criticize or beat myself up for struggling. I just let myself be less productive and let my brain do what it needed to do to recover.

I'm proud that I went on Zepbound, after discussing it with my doctor, and I have lost 46 pounds and feel wonderful! I think it's fun wearing clothing sizes I haven't worn since high school, but what really excites me is not worrying so much about my health. I'm sure my cholesterol is lowered (haven't had blood work to confirm since April) and I know my A1C is 5.5, which is no longer prediabetic. These were my two biggest worries, because those are things that run in my family. I still have work to do to keep my muscle and to firm up some places (some places will never be firm again, and I accept that!) But I feel so much better about myself!

Move things along further with my business, but when you're stuck--you're stuck. And being stuck in that state of stuckness, you don't really know how to get out of it. You just have to be with it until you get unstuck. Getting unstuck, unlost, and shifting gears takes some finnese and time, I'm finding. I wish I wasn't so attached and deeply in it because I dragged my feet more than I had to. In hindight. But when you're in it, you're in it. So, there's no blame or judgement. I can certainly wish more grace for myself and to believe in myself in these moments of stuckness. Alternatively, I'm proud of going on 2 consecutive & different girls' summer trip. Each one was different and fun in its own way and I'm proud of myself for taking that leap of faith and doing the damn thing. 10/10 worth it.

This seems silly but I wish I had printed photos of my mom earlier this year. I had looked at the photos in my phone but didn't print them until the first anniversery of her passing. Looking at and holding those photos that day and in the following months opened something up inside me. A part of the grief that hadn't been touched in the 12 months before looking at photos on a screen.

I wish I would have taken medical leave from work sooner. I wish I would have better cultivated conditions and causes that are supportive of better care of this body, mind, and soul. I wish I would have meditated and moved my body more. I wish I would have cut down more on drinking. I wish I could have been a more consistently contributing partner. On the other hand, I'm really proud of the baby steps that I took towards each of these goals.

I'm proud of landing a job a quickly as I did. I was unemployed for only a month. I was not in a good headspace when the lay-off happened and it would have been all too easy to take a lot of time to dwell in unhappiness. Instead, I started preparing for interviews and networking and applying for jobs right away and it was very satisfying to have that pay off.

I wish I had gotten my finances in order, the way I keep telling myself I will. What I am proud of this year is I have gotten my emotions and reactions under control instead of making everyone else wear them.

I don’t thank there’s a major choice i did that I’d changed right now. Even those that brought me pain were important, both for my path and character. However, I’d definitely say that I should have thought less about what other might think of me and simultaneously care more about people around me, being more kind and less judgmental. I’m proud of my ability to live in the moment. To say yes to adventures. To make new connections out of scratch and sometimes make them thrive. For a person who used to live inside computer both at work and at home, it was a tremendous growth.

I wished that I worked more on my patience this past year. I have worked on myself since I have had the time but I spent more time creating things that would be helpful for others and sharing them only to really see that only I thought they were helpful. I am still working on learning new things and moving my career in a new direction that would be better suited for my personality in this so politically charged world. The grace that people show to each other is so disappointing and it touches me even close to home. With everything that continues to happen patience and grace are the two things that I want to truly develop in my life. Towards myself and to others.

Yes I wish this fight with my brother hadn’t happened. I feel like I’ve pushed at something and not realised what was happening but he’s revealed a part of himself and he’s completely cut me out. I didn’t know this side of him existed. I guess if I could undo the beginning of this fight I would. But I can’t.

I wish I had paid more attention to my diabetes care. I need to regroup and get back on track (and perhaps even more so because I've let it slide so much.)

That I can still come up with humorous takes on what I hear and read. Life is challenging and I continue to have faith and hope, although at times it seems fragile.

9/16/26 - Well...part of me is sad to say my answer to the first part of this question is largely the same. I devoted so much of 2026/5786 to the job search and to the new freelance gig researching my cousin-through-marriage's family tree and I somewhat regret not taking much time to gain the kinds of new skills that I have wanted to gain. This is something I should really devote more time to in the coming year, even in spite of how the direction my life is heading remains ever unclear. As far as the second half of this question goes, however, I am proud of the rare opportunity I was given via Guardian Adventures to collaborate with the Smithsonian on developing an original game-based learning adventure, even though that project paid next to nothing and even though the project did not turn out to be anything like I had hoped it would turn out to be. For as proud as I have been to add that to my resume, though, I have been equally if not more disappointed at how doing so has had basically absolutely zero impact on my job search efforts. The Smithsonian is by far the largest and theoretically most influential museum education space in the whole country, so telling people I have done work with them SHOULD mean something...and yet, here we are.

I’m proud of myself for finishing graduate school, not only did I finish but I earned a 4.0

I am starting to exercise again and I hope it will continue. I am proud of my effort and success at working out somewhat consistently. I wish I would have executed the divorce sooner. I did not realize the toll waiting for something to change took on me.

I wish I had gotten my financial life (mostly taxes) more in order. I am proud of how I've navigated my romantic relationship and taking steps to keep it healthy even when things have been challenging or felt unsteady. I'm proud of taking on the responsibility of caring for my partner by accepting a full time job and the health insurance that comes with it. I'm proud of continuing to try to chase joy, either via travel or art classes or dogs, even when life and the existential crisis of being a human during such a chaotic time inspires fear and anxiety.

I'm proud of myself for growing a new person inside my body and giving birth! I'm proud of myself for doing my best to prepare and put supports in place to prevent, or at least mitigate, recurrence of PPD/PPA stuff. I'm proud of myself for setting more realistic breastfeeding goals this time around, and for pumping the amount of breast milk I have been able to pump for three months, even if I have still had to supplement with formula. Proud of myself for doing my best to juggle it all, if very imperfectly. Now that I am currently in the thick of potty training M, I do wish, in retrospect, that we had started this process earlier, before C was born. I sincerely hope that by the time I read this next year, potty training struggles will finally be behind us...

As usual, I wish that I had been more compassionate with myself, especially around mistakes. I do feel especially proud of clearing out some of the mean, judgmental ways that I talk to myself. I feel like I’ve done some very deep healing in that department this year.

In the last year, I wish I hadn't been so late to try and bring my new professional chapter to life. Despite having a vision for the future - however vivid - it was remarkably hard to take tangible steps. Maybe there was worry involved, or fear - fear of failure, fear of difficulty. Moving forward now is exciting but still feels like a free fall.

There are lots of things I should have done differently, and lots of lame excuses for why I didn’t. I am doing what I can now, after the fact, to remedy the consequences of unfortunate choices. I am proud to have resolved some problems, stabilized my finances, and worked hard to define and pursue a side hustle for income generation.

I wish I had gotten diagnosed with ADHD even sooner. Overall, I feel fairly happy with how I've handled a lot of the challenges this year – not that I've always been perfect, by any stretch of the imagination, of course. I'm particularly proud of having gotten involved with the Catherine Project and having aggressively pursued meaning and connection in a wide number of places this year despite all the challenges.

There isn't anything that I wish I would have done differently. I am learning to accept that I am unfolding and becoming at the speed that was always meant for me. Something that I am especially proud of is my personal growth, especially in the relationship department, both with my romantic partner and my friends. Relationships are hard and scary but I continue to water that flower.

I'm proud at how I and my husband navigated the early days of parenthood. We were surrounded by death--his father dying and then one of my best friends dying not long after the baby was born--and stress and uncertainty as we tried navigating having a night nurse who ended up being an extraordinarily difficult person. We did what we needed to do to help me heal. And we did what we needed to do to keep our son safe and healthy. And when my husband's stress peaked, he finally went to see a therapist and we got a family therapist to help us. Our baby is now about 6 months, he's happy and thriving and we're really getting to see his little personality come out. It's exciting to see how he will change.

I’m especially proud of choosing this year to take Pilates classes. They have been one of the most effective physical activities I have ever had, coming at a perfect time for me. I have been feeling the deteriorating physical effects of aging for many years, especially in the last ten years. I’ve tried to manage that through sporadic exercise programs and playing pickleball. Those activities have been helpful, but nothing like Pilates. Through those sessions I have improved my physical self through core strength, flexibility, and mental focus, all of which has affected me in positive ways both physically and mentally. This has substantially improved my overall perspective on living my life. A secondary benefit is that I now have a better understanding of the various muscle groups in my body. This helps me better deal with my frequent stiffness and minor pain. It also helps me correct my posture and protect my lower back.

I still wish I knew exactly what I wanted to do next. What I COULD do next. I've settled with, for now 1) stick with work at Flora 2 days a week. 2) meditation every Wednesday 3) do YouTube, try and get monitised before October 24th, or failing that, before end February next year (2027). What I do with the channel after that? That's a different question, future Bev will work it out. For now, I'm proud that I've stuck with the above, despite having wobbles caused by doubt, exhaustion and lack of self belief.

This year I became Commander General of the Naval Order of the United States. With major input from the organization's Strategic Planning Committee, I issued a strategic plan and have allowed NOUS' leaders to each take ownership of the plan's elements for which each is responsible. I can't think of anything I'd do differently.

To help me answer this question I went into my phone and scrolled back to the exact day I finished last years. Looking for evidence of perhaps things I should have done differently. And as I flicked I saw our 3 weeks in Jamaica, times in Cambridge with my friends doing formal halls and pub quizes, Friday rides with Errol when we were both at a loose end, line dancing in Chiswick, a perfect TdY with old friends in a beautiful village called Rainton, random beers with Brodie, Friday night drinks in our garden with Izzy, a hiking holiday around Mount Blanc with the HR Aunties, the years first 10km run beside Lake Geneva (a bucket list item), a perfect day up a big mountain in Chamonix with an American bloke I'd met while avoiding a heavy downpour the night before (I had a moment of calm looking over the those alps that still sits in my chest), country music concerts, the final day of classes, a cycling weekend with Alwyn and Izzy where we put the wood burner on even though it wasn't cold enough to do so, a long weekend of walking and cycling in Prague with Olly, and countless photos of Izzy asleep beside me. I guess what my reflection is here is that I'm proud that I've made so much of the year in spite of the Big Ugly Bad Thing that happened. I have a good life, and I can see that I make the most of being alive with friends and resources I have.

I wish I had asked for help and pushed for it earlier. It was clear in January that I wasn't doing well, and it has just spiraled to worse. At this point I don't even know where to turn, especially as it feels like it was so long ago and there just is not space or time for me to do anything. I just have to push on - even though I know that is the wrong thing. Hopefully I will be able to take care of myself this year and not just everyone around me.

I simply feel that finally, at age 60, my actions are more congruent with the feelings of love I have for those around me. Less twisted by depression or anxiety or resentment. I do feel proud to have finally gotten to this place.

No. Being retired means no longer having to deal with others expectations.

I am proud that I finally had my Bat Mitzvah! It was a lot of work but it was challenging, exciting, and a wonderful gathering of friends and family, both in-person and far away (via Zoom). So thankful to have had the help of my dear friends and my father to prep, and to help me organize the big day!!!

I left a 20-year career to create an abundant coaching practice, and it's happening. I also started in earnest after three decades (or more) to write my memoir. I am extraordinarily proud of both of these.

The older I get, the more I try not to do things that I will regret. I try to be more intentional. So sure, there are things I wish I had done differently. But no big regrets. On the other hand, I think I am most proud of the work I am doing in therapy. I have been so angry--I am so angry--at the continued drumbeat of anti-Jewish hate. Which my therapist validates. It feels like such a relief to be told that my anger is valid. And then I can go on with what's next--how do make better a world where that is normal? How do I fight it without losing my soul? And the reality is that I have found ways to do that by building connections with good people--making allies.

I wish I had been able to get more of mom’s stuff unpacked and organized. It’s just so overwhelming, and Bren is tired when she has days off. I’m tired and recovering. I am proud that despite all the surgeries and health stuff this year that I managed to keep up with my caseload, and help my foster kids. They’re great kids and they deserve more than I can give them.

I prioritized my health the past 18 months. I had to have a hip replacement in January 2025 and used that to start exercising and get my weight under control. I lost 50 pounds and feel fantastic. And its more than that I'm in a smaller size - it's that I put myself first and did this for me. I

If there is one thing I wish I had done differently this past year, it would be to think about myself a little more instead of always putting other people first. I wish I had been more honest with myself about what I truly wanted and, more importantly, learned to say “no” when something didn’t feel right for me. That is something I am still learning. At the same time, I’m especially proud of the life I’ve managed to build in Belgium. Starting over in a new country was not always easy, but I did it. In a relatively short time, I built a social circle, found communities where I feel connected, and started volunteering with several civil society and community organisations. Looking back, I think this year taught me two things at the same time: that I’m capable of building a new life for myself, and that in doing so, I shouldn’t forget to listen to myself and protect my own boundaries.

Something I'm proud of in this last year was that I finally competed in The Maccabiah. I am so proud of the fact that I was part of Jewish Sports History. I wish I still had spent more time on dating, but I'm glad I went in on lifting, and now that I live in Miami, I can do more with dating.

It doesn't feel much like something to be proud of, but I know it was a mammoth effort to usher my mother through healthcare decisions, then to assistance in her home, then to memory care near me. So, I guess I'm proud of that, but when I think of it, I mostly feel exhausted more than proud.

I taught a class on the Intellectual History of Jewish Anti-Zionism and it went very well. Not perfectly but I think I recovered well when one student complained I was relying on the videos too much. He was right and I needed a change. I wish I had done this years ago. I really should have known this history and it did shock me. I just didn't appreciate that Zionism is form of nazism, that is a racialized form of fascism. And it is shocking how good they are at PR that most Jews do not realize this. But so obvious once one looks.

I wish I had enforced better boundaries with responsibilities. I feel immense guilt and shame for the number of people dear to me I've left on read. I'm so resentful of work/school communication obligations I couldn't compel myself to stay in touch with the people I enjoy. On the flip side, I made a plan in therapy to address this and improve. And I'm doing better so far.

I wish (sort of) that I had "properly" retired from the firm ... and from the practice of law. For a long time, I said I was "almost" retired, as I was hoping to get some contract work. That never happened. The transition to retirement did not have any demarcation, which was awkward, but I am now fully retired (though potentially open to work, should it come along).

I got laid off my job in 2024 and found a new job two months later. I was awesome at the new job but realized it was not *my* dream job. In early 2026 I found a new job that I love and that is perfect for me and my skills. I'm glad I made the decision to leave that job for this current opporutnity. I tend to stay in places. I've literally worked less than a dozen jobs my entire life, and three of them have been in the last two years.

Wish I had responded to Antisemitism better. Ranting on X did not help!

I wish I had started personal therapy earlier to learn about myself and the tools available to avoid confrontational blow-ups. I am working on this training so that my long-term relationship will improve.

I am proud for not getting stuck. I am proud of my friendships. I am proud I am still alive

I am proud of the ways I showed up for the people I love and for myself.

Of course, not everything went perfectly, but I think we handled the health crisis pretty well. I tried to take care of myself, not over-mother husband, worked on letting him look after himself as much as he can: it can be a challenge to not jump in when he has a problem or a question. I think that as much as I have gotten into the habit of solving his little everyday problems, he has a parallel habit of voicing every bump or question and hoping or maybe even expecting (I am inferring this) that I will jump in and fix it. Frustrating for both of us. So, no, the answer is there was NOT anything significant that I would have done differently OR that I am particularly proud of.

I want to curate and cull my boxes of journals. I am glad I started the process AND I feel the weight of not continuing the process in a productive way.

I have had trouble with my boss. Granted, some of it has been him. However, I finally got to a place where God could show me my part in the problem. My grief, my depression, my poor attitude, and my faults. Still working on it, but it is SO much better.

I am especially proud of how I have increased my net worth this year by paying all my consumer debt off. I also love that I worked and lived in Homer and lived my best life with great experiences and a courageous heart.

Not really anything I would do differently. I am proud that I stuck to my plans and retired and fled the country, despite some people telling me I shouldn't. I've been pretty happy since then, until last week when I got to Athens, but hopefully that will get better. I am proud to be free and in Europe.

I don't feel particularly proud of anything from the past year. I've been drifting a bit through life, maybe somewhat in limbo but not unhappy - apart from internalized guilt about my productivity. I don't feel like I've had any major achievements at work. I've survived another year as a freelancer in relative comfort. Money is no longer a worry. The Salvation Army have paid me upfront for big chunks of my time for the past two years, so my cashflow has been easy. I've always had plenty of money in the bank. I've also realized that - although my to-do list is ever-growing - I am doing more work than I was a few years ago. I don't always have the motivation, but I'm doing enough to get by. There's been a lot of life admin recently that gets in the way. I've also been reading quite a lot at breakfast and lunch. I like that my life accommodates time to read - much more than I was able to do when I had a full-time job. There are times (like now) when I wish I was more regular in my invoicing. It's now been about 3 months since I last sent an invoice and it allows the hours to pile up, which is probably not great for my clients. There are always some clients who I feel don't get enough of my attention. I've probably said yes to too many projects. That guilt is always with me that I could be working on something else. There are also some tasks that have been on my to-do list since the beginning of the year that I still haven't done. I wish I'd done them sooner. The longer I leave it, the harder it is to do those tasks, and now we're getting to the time of year where clients are focused on winter campaigns and don't want to make any major changes that might affect their success. I have said no to a few opportunties that really would have been too much. I'm getting better at that, although I could listen more to my gut or have a better way to tracking how much work I've got in the backlog.

I don't know what I could have done dufferently. I am thankful my brother and I have nended fences.

This past year I was in grad school and my time felt incredibly unbalanced in that I was so focused on school, it was hard to make space for other important things and I still feel like I am catching up on cleaning my desk, cleaning my space, organizing my space, etc. i am getting back into the maintenance of my daily spaces but I am itching for a big clean and feel challenged to make time for that.

I have been struggling with weight loss since my kids were born 30 years ago. I've started a GLP-1 and between that and some weight related health issues I'm finally feeling motivated to make the improvements in my health regimen that I have known I need to do.

Again, I put the health and other care needs of others above my own. I wish I had been more assertive when I was abused for my involvement. I'm grateful that one person is still alive due to my efforts.

I wish I had been more constant in my practices: yoga, tai chi, meditation, study. I am proud of the English course for professionals I taught at my hospice, and of the extensive travelling I've done around my 70th birthday.

I don’t wish I had done anything differently. Even the stuff that didn’t work was helpful in my broader learning. I am proud of how much I was able to do on my own, from caring for Sesame to doing all the practical, logistical, bureaucratic, mental, emotional and relational load of my divorce

I don't know if there is a wish to change anything, even though, as they say, "mistakes were made." I am incredibly proud of who I am becoming in the midst of all of the rebuilding. Grounding down into my foundation and I am consistently finding my footing as I climb and forge ahead. It is the first time in 56 years that I feel like I am truly trekking through my journey with purpose and intention to the path, not so much understanding or even knowing the destination.

I wish I'd done more to clean out stuff I'm no longer using. There's still time, but gosh...all this clutter is going to be a mountain some day and I won't have the ability to manage climbing it.

I moved house this year, I am so proud of this huge step, emotionally and practically. Moving from small, safe and in control, to bigger and better and more space, and a garden, but also less financial safety.

I am proud we are putting in the upkeep on our vehicles.

I am learning daily how to make my life and my husbands life full by concentrating on what we CAN do together to not allow his Alzeimers to negatively impact us any more than necessary and to make each day be enough.

I wish I had been more patient with my beloved. No matter how much I say — and believe — that he isn't doing it on purpose, I get frustrated & angry. I will get another chance this year. What I'm proud of is making 2 difficult trips from NY to Virginia so my husband could see his sister. She died 2 months ago, & I'm very glad I made it possible for them to see each other before she died.

I am really proud of myself for advocating for my team and me at work, even though it hasn't born fruit yet. I am speaking up for myself and asking for what I deserve and it's scary but great.

I do wish I'd been kinder to myself. I wish I'd allowed myself to relax more. I wish I'd started looking for a therapist sooner than I did. At the same time, I'm glad that I'm starting with a therapist at the end of the month, I'm glad that I've kept writing (though not as regularly as I would like) and that I've tried to be patient in healing from a shoulder injury. It's very hard for me to be patient with myself and kind to myself and that gets in my way a bit. I'm also proud of myself for applying to the WGA Access program because I was very focused and thoughtful about it.

This past year, I tried to make two weddings work at the same time because I really wanted to please Client #2. After the wedding, Client #2 did not reply to my post-wedding note and did not reimburse the band for parking. As they say, crickets. There were many obstacles that were beyond my ability to change (like the weather), but I am still aggrieved at this silence. So I wish that I hadn't tried to make it all work out. It cost me a summer's worth of logistical planning and the results rankle my heart. Don't bend yourself into a pretzel next time trying to make everything work for someone who doesn't appreciate your efforts.

I have spent a bit of time thinking about this and trying to take it at its essence and intention (as motivation for improvement and genuine reflection rather than beating myself up). What keeps coming up is that I forgot a key learning around social struggles and my autistic experience. I got wrapped up in the small talk, complaining, and peer pressure of my improv class (all outside of class) rather than original intention to ‘show up, do my best, and not mask to make friends’. The result was that I ended up not really liking the thing I was doing for joy and acceptance. I felt resentful and annoyed. At the same time, I can see that most of them are happy with the communication (although two people left the group). The issue (as per usual as a neurodivergent human) is that mainstream social norms really don’t work for me. What does work is 1:1 and small groups of other neurodivergent people or people interested in deep conversations over small talk. I wish I had kept these learnings in the forefront as this experience has yet again taken a toll on my wellbeing and I am having to reset. I am quite proud of the learning, growth, and understanding of when to mask and when to drop most of them.

I wish I had been able to wake up early every morning and exercise and undertake some daily spiritual practices at the start of my day. Am trying to come to terms with my brain and the fact that I cannot implement routines and actually physical exercise and embodied spiritual practices will have to just be undertaken randomly, like how I have always undertaken them, but I can't help but wish that I was a morning person.

I am proud that I have not been "that mom" as my daughter married and bought a house - I didn't tell her my opinions when they weren't requested, and I didn't give advice that was not asked for. I simply celebrated with her and supported her.

I went to IOLI conference, I volunteered, I took classes, and it was great fun.

YES! I started to think about the year and what I wanted to accomplish in terms of travel, our trailer jaunts, events and special dates, projects in our house, especially de-clutter, my mid year birthday (80). Even with a family meeting, we never mapped out what we expected to put time and effort on. Alternatively, I continued to work on a variety of "projects" and did volunteer in my community and with special organizations that I support.

It’s a tie. I wish I had considered going back to my old job more carefully and I wish I said no to more trips. Both have caused a lot of financial stress and have made this year more mentally difficult than it needed to be, and I want less of these kind of problems in 2027. I’m really proud of catching up on one piece! It was a small goal but one of the few I can say was worth it for how little repetition was involved and how incredible the journey has been!

What is most coming to mind right now is how my partner and I navigated our differences about the house and moving in. We've learned a lot in the conflict, but I think I often started off a conversation at an 8 or a 10, made assumptions, didn't start with my feelings, didn't recognize where she was. I also let these challenges take over, at times that were really tough for her and she needed a different kind of engagement and support. I am also aware that the time was an incredibly good time in our relationship in general because the house has been so good for both of us. But it's been rocky in different ways and at different times for each of us personally, and in our relationship. We have gotten through that and are doing really well now.

I am proud to say that my business has reached a point that we can now sell our new product. We think we have identified a market that can benefit from our technology and now we need to make sales happen. This is the first time in 6 years that we again have a product that we are proud of and can sell to any of our industrial customers.

This year, I feel like my relationship with my father has gotten strained at times, in ways it hasn't since I lived at home. He's under a lot of stress due to selling his house, not knowing when he and my mother can move into their retirement community, etc. I feel that he hasn't been making the smartest decisions, and since I live locally, I'm the one having to deal with his actions and moods. There have been a few occasions when I could have done more to defuse his crazy rather than piling on, and I should have used my emotional intelligence skills more effectively. There are some individuals, my father included, who seem to be able to break through my EI abilities, and I need to work harder at that.

I am very proud of myself for not giving up on finding a new job even when the application process was filled with so much waiting and rejection. I kept pushing through because I wanted more for myself. I am very happy that I can say I didn’t give up, and I started a job in March that I love. I am now working for a nonprofit where I believe in their mission, learn every day, and love the work I am doing.

Started on a kitchen remodel DIY which is taking a long time, but we wanted to keep the kitchen working as the remodel happens. Maybe biting the bullet and have a design firm handle it, but I'm so frugal that would have been very hard to do.

I wish I had handled things differently with Sarah. Understand her and be able to talk to her kindly and with an open mind. I am proud of helping others and treating myself more kindly. Doing what I can to be healthy, even when it's not easy.

I'm really proud of how I've held my boundaries this year. While I'm not a businesses assistant anymore, I feel like I can actually have days off to be myself, and I feel more comfortable saying no in general. I've even had the voice to hold my boundaries with my parents which is really hard sometimes.

I am proud of tackling a problem that was bothering me. I was feeling anxious and unhappy and I reached out to friends to arrange monthly hang outs. One of these has turned into weekly pickle ball, hiking adventures and regular fitness! Making time for the things I value has helped me physically and mentally.

I wish I had been able to convince my dad to let go of Dr. Green and go to Sloane Kettering. I know there is no cure for Pancreatic Cancer, but I think he would have had a much, much better experience and I think they might have kept him alive longer with things like clinical trials.

Jag är stolt över att ha fortsatt jobba för en glad familj i ett fint hem trots cancerrehabilitering och personer som motarbetar mig samt att jag släppt min första app.

I wish I'd been more forthright in conversations with my spouse. I wish I hadn't tried so hard to be a people pleaser. I wish I'd been more conscientious with my health--more exercise, less alcohol, more meditation. I wish I'd been more circumspect about the things I shared, and the people with whom I shared them. Too much judginess, too little judgement. I'd like to be guided by wisdom, instead of anxiety.

I'm proud of how I've managed my time in the past year. I've juggled a busy grad school schedule with lots of coursework, while also finding time to exercise, socialize, and travel/adventure on my own. I somewhat wish I'd given myself more time to chill, be in Fort Collins, work on personal projects and home stuff, but I think that's just not who I am, and I could do well to accept that. I also wish I'd done a better job of inviting other folks along with me to adventures, which I suppose can be something to work on. That said, I got to do some good hikes and climbs with friends, and I feel like I still found a good balance on that.

I am proud of the way I have acted with courage and dignity with Nathan and Eva. I am proud of myself for continuing to work on my physical recovery from birth. I am proud of being vulnerable and open with the people I love and who love me.

I described the past year as full of Stress, Discovery and Recovery. Which really I see as the process of moving through a Transition. We moved our lives from Missouri, where we have each been for more than 30 years... we transitioned to a different part of the country (Midwest to West Coast) and transitioned into a new type of living (moving in with mother, multi-generational living, care giving, shared space). The process I have experienced has been full of Stress, full of Discovery (who I am, who we are, new ways to live) and an experience of moving into Recovery (recovering my self, my sanity, my peace, my mojo). The Wish is always to do better, to experience less stress. What do I Wish I would have done differently to experience less stress? Not sure possible, we planned, we struggled, we overcame eventually, and we are beginning to recover. All of that has helped me be stronger, know my self better. Really nothing I could have done differently, I could have Been Different, but I think that was the point of the experience, to help me be a better person and Be Different in the future with this type of stress.

There's always things I wish I'd done differently. I live my life in constant doubt that I'm not the person I wish I was. But that said, I don't like to live with regret and instead, I'm proud of songs I've written this year. Writing songs from scratch was a long time goal and I wrote three in the past year, all personally meaningful to me in some way. I guess next step is get the nerve to share them more publicly.

I wish I'd go to the gym more. I sometimes catch myself leaning into the negative when there are 2 sides to a situation. For example, before going tot he Cape for our amazing 2 weeks away, I let how expensive it was, or the things that is was not, keep me from really looking forward to our vacation. I'm proud that I finally bought (and learned to blow shofar.) I'm glad I've taken the time to spend with my Mom. (Don't know that "proud" is the right word.) Except when I've gone out of town, I've spent at least a few hours on both weekend days with her.

I'm proud that I decided to take on the goal of publishing a book. It's only been five months and I've already cycled back and forth about how to handle my topic and who my readers might be... it's been overwhelming, but in a good way. So I'm proud of sitting in that, and of telling people "I'm writing a book."

I wish I’d visited home for longer. I miss all of my family but really miss Dad. I feel sad a lot. I just want to sit and watch a movie or listen to some music or just talk life. I miss everyone, but I Dad the most.

My response last year was that I wanted to put myself out there more when it came to relationships. I’m proud that I did put myself out there more in other areas of my life, especially when it came to friendships and doing things on my own. I was especially glad that I accepted my co-worker’s invitation to join her book club with her friends. It’s something I’ve really enjoyed, and it pushed me outside of my comfort zone to meet new people and build new friendships. At the same time, I’m disappointed that I didn’t take that same step when it came to putting myself out there to meet a partner. For some reason, I still haven’t been able to push past that fear. But I’m not giving up on love—that is actually on my vision board for 5787. I’m reminding myself that there is still time and that I don’t have to have everything figured out all at once. As always, I’m also proud that I took the leap and went on my Birthright Israel Volunteer trip and continued to use my voice as an advocate for the things I believe in. This past year reminded me that putting yourself out there can be uncomfortable, but it can also lead to meaningful experiences, new relationships, and personal growth.

I’m proud that I’ve started reading this year. I have cut back my social media and am reading a lot of journals and books. It feels way better. Sometimes I wish I had been nicer to Monkey. Times I got frustrated with him when he was being high maintenance. He was at the end of his life and he was scared a lot of the time. I just miss him so much.

Proud of: started writing over Christmas because my fanfic didn't exist. Now I've written 217k words of fanfic, novel & novella self published and my favorite is coming out 9/22. I have 2 more written a bunch of ideas too. It's been sort of rough going but also made me much more observant. A nice way to remember things that have happened to me, too. Lots of support from my wonderful husband too!

Ugh. Took a medical leave and spent so much time on paperwork proving my need for care, waiting on approvals and paychecks to arrive, running back and forth to dr appts, and still worried about what people thought. Wanting to protect my privacy while people were concerned, but assure them I’m not dying. Too much questioning... Medically necessary but emotionally taxing. I am proud of myself for taking the time I needed and being an advocate for prioritizing health vs grinding myself into the ground and getting sicker for the sake of being a worker bee.

I am exceedingly proud to report that the police department, the prosecutors office, and multiple mental health providers have told me that I'm "doing all the right things." It doesn't mean that it's fun. Despite painful circumstances, you can "do all the right things," too.

More self care! To have found a way to motivate love as a verb unto myself, embodied as hydration, rest and making myself need a shower - and just be less loquacious, finally arrive there. Listening expansively allows me to comfort myself with the foundation I care about so much: We are all created equal. From this place of self care, the adventure begins !!

I wish I had been a bit more proactive with school work and taking more initiative to work through my problems with procrastination and task completion avoidance. I know those things aren't necessarily my fault but that I need to be able to address them properly, instead I just let fear paralyze me which winds up making everything so much worse when I'm trying to finish important tasks. This leads me to just a lot of negative self talk. In terms of things I'm proud of I am proud that despite these struggles I haven't given up, and have been able to persevere through tough deadlines or tough work. I mentioned last year that I'm proud of the amount of work I've done through work and school and the same applies as that's been a constant for me for all of 2026.

No, there's nothing I wish I'd done differently. I can honestly say I did the best I could with the energy and time I had. I'm very proud of myself for my decision to start thyroid medication. I'm a happier, healthier, more energetic, better person for it.

I wish I spent less time looking at my phone this past year and sitting scared on my coach. Im proud of the strength and muscle I have built this year and how I have been paying attention to my health.

I don't know if I could have handled things with my sister better... in another world yes, in this world, I don't think so. I said this last year and continue to strive to be a better partner to my partner. I am proud of how hard I worked -- on school, on fellowship applications, on internships, on the bar exam, on everything. It was sort of frustrating and beat me down and made me feel more tired than I wish I did, but at least I know I worked hard.

I'm not sure if there's something I wish I had done differently, but I'm proud of a few things: founding a writers' group, becoming more comfortable being on camera, and getting my personal essay published.

I don’t have regrets from this past year. I’m proud of the volunteering that I’ve done at my son’s school and the friendships I’ve developed with the teachers and staff.

I wish I could have found a solution to my sleep problems, though I have really tried. Insomnia has taken a lot out of me, I am proud that I have persevered and tried many strategies. I continue to seek the balance between radical acceptance and perseverance. I am proud that I have started a regular yoga practice and just love the changes in my balance, strength and flexibility.

I wish I would’ve just had the uncomfortable conversations. I again avoided one today. What’s wrong with me and why is it so hard to make this change?! It’s the cause of my deepest hurts and the hardest thing to change!

I've actually had a pretty stable year. Not a lot of huge ups or downs or changes. Thank G-d, I don't think I've done anything notably terrible this year. I guess I wish we had managed to do a little more local traveling this summer and spent more time up in Door County.

I struggle to say I should’ve gone about this situation differently because the biggest obstacle was doing it in the first place. It’s simultaneously something I wish I had approached differently but I also feel proud of myself for expressing a desire in a connection and sharing my feelings. Hindsight is 20/20 though!

I wish I had been a bit more judicious in my spending. While my credit card is almost paid off (finally!), I think it could have been done and settled already if I'd buckled down more.

I'm really proud that I grew dahlias for the first time. My dream of having several bouquets per week to gift to people (however tiny) has been realized. Now, to get the tubers to survive the winter!

I went back to school for the Fall semester! I'm 57 years old and started back again so I can learn a trade. My 25+ year career has come to an end, a few years ago (working in the entertainment industry of Los Angeles) where I was a digital artist. Now I am learning to be a CNC Machinist. There are many jobs available in my local area. What I had been doing all summer was reading the textbook for Intro to Manufacturing. I'm glad I did that. I did come upon a part where you need to be proficient in math and I fell short with that part. I need to brush up on my math skills. A turn of events happened where the week before school started its' Fall semester, my husband had a stroke. He's survived it and recovering, and I am his only caregiver. I ended up dropping my courses and will come back in the Spring semester to start again. I will spend any spare time I get, learning more trigonometry, geometry and algebra as well as refreshing my memory using fractions. I will keep studying for this class and give this all another try.

I wish I had done the drawings differently in the beginning and spent more time calculating the height of everything before starting my ADU project. Certainly wish I had done my daughter‘s wedding differently and insisted on staying for the dancing and prioritize. My relationship with my daughter over my relationship with Lori. Insisting Lori put on nicer clothes at some point during the wedding would’ve made a big difference also. Of course, putting that check in my back pocket and letting it go through the laundry and dissolve $1500 from that jerk, Glenn Roberts Made that whole fiasco something that I wish I had done differently. I’m especially proud of all my kids, accomplishments in so many fields. I’m proud of myself for borrowing the money needed to create the ADU and to buy a house for Ari. I’m proud of the garage doors and impressed with Ron Bergers ability to design and build them.

I’m pretty proud of my increased activity level and physical shape. It’s not my primary life focus per se so I’m not in ahhhmazing shape but I can hike a bit faster and mountain bike better and lift heavy weights. I’m proud of the consistency and incremental progress I’ve made in this area.

I’m on a team that made a documentary film about the October 7th massacre, toured it at multiple campuses, won awards at film festivals, and now it’s streaming on Amazon. It’s a living memorial that changes the hearts and minds of anyone who dares to watch it.

I wish I had not stopped moving. I have been learning to rest and I am proud of that, but it has become clear that all of me needs to move. I am proud of the time I have spent developing myself into someone who can earnestly claim to be a musician. I wish I had kept a closer tie to my jewish life, I need it for balance. I am proud of choosing to formalize my commitment to Judaism and the Jewish community with a Ger Toshav ceremony. I wish I had done the donkey music, even if I would have ended up missing it to be with Devon, which I know I would have done either way. I am proud to be developing a different relationship with myself and they way that I operate in the world that I am proud of.

I wish I had spent more time recovering from the fall out of a toxic friendship, so that I could move on from it a bit more quickly. I'm proud of the fact that I've returned to recovery work in a way that works for me and might fit me better than my previous community.

In retrospect I wish I'd known how miserable B really was with his pre-K teacher and either pulled him out of school or put him in a private preschool for the last few months of the year. On the flip side it is such a joy and relief to see him flourish in Kindergarten (despite his pre-K teacher being adamant he wasn't "kindergarten ready").

I wish I had been more confrontational with a person with whom I have unfinished business when I had the chance. Maybe this unfinished business would be finished now.

I should have shelled out for BC sooner. Having said that... I'm proud of the consistent positivity, professionalism, and perseverance shown. I just kept at it. And my wife's health has been awful, and that happens, but I've carried the load without complaint.

I am proud of having gotten even a provisional contract for the book--something again, I wonder if I could have pulled off earlier, had I known how to approach things more strategically.

I am proud that I have kept up two ocean swims per week. I am also proud that I have started morning routines that do me good. I am disappointed that on too many occasions I have not kept my iPad out of bed.

I think I wish I could be more assertive without feeling guilty about it. I think that I am proud of myself for being able to identify this for myself.

I guess as we get older there may no be big changes anymore. I don’t live with regret, we don’t have hindsight and things do seem to work out. I continue to be proud of my work. It’s a reminder that the only thing that has held me back has been me. I had the answers inside all along just needed the confidence.

Proud of showing up with courage to be fully myself, with H than I ever have in prior relationships. Some regret at not pushing further in repairing my relationship with my brother.

Maybe I should worked part-time a bit longer. The diminished income hasn't really dampened retirement much. We're still able to hang out with friends and occasionally go out, but my independence has been curbed. Can no longer go out on a whim and have lunch with friends or have a big barbecue like we did when I was working. On the positive side of the ledger, exercise and fitness have taken up the slack. Despite an extended illness, I'm fit for my age ,and hiking and going to the gym provide a degree of pride. I haven't surrendered.

Physical Health- Lack of discipline. Surgeries & pain were obstacles. Shoulder replacement (10/5) will help. Spiritual Walk - I have not been disciplined enough in my time with God. Not only do I not honor God as I should, but this only hurts me. I know that time with Him will benefit me more than time spent anywhere else.

I am proud of them each but responses I got from my colleagues on my annual review at work. They were extremely positive and made me feel like I am contributing to the overall effort in an impactful way.

I am proud of surviving this past year. I am proud of the support system that I have built to help me survive it.

I would like to change a lot. But the first it is my time. Because time is going very fast. And some very important things were not done

I am pretty proud of how I handled my time being unemployed. I picked up a few hobbies that I hadn't pursued in a while, like sewing and more reading. I also engaged in a lot of professional development activities and volunteered. The latter ended up leading to a fulltime position, which I am very grateful for.

I have managed, albeit not without considerable anxiety. At first, I was afraid of lapses of kindness, that I wouldn’t be able to see to my husband’s care without resentment. I’m no angel, but I feel I’ve made his days as good as possible. And I’ve sought help for my own support — my women’s group, a therapist.

Yes, I ate too much. The same damn broken record. I feel very proud that I traveled alone for 11 months from northwestern South America to central Europe. I realized a number of dreams and did really difficult things. I climbed the Albinen Ladders by myself, I began a regular yoga and meditation practice, I improved my Spanish, I remembered my German, and I figured out life as best I could within the structure of my job or the comfort of my community here.

In general, I need to be more grateful for what I have. The world is in an awful state, and it's easy to focus on how terrible everything seems. It's also very easy for me to complain about work and chores, and I live in an area where I feel economically disadvantaged ("class is a relation, not a thing"). Yet I am tremendously lucky in many ways, and I need to appreciate what I have before it's irretrievably lost.

It may be a strange thing to be proud of, but I went to an event with my favorite band. The leader had written a book and had a Q&A session about it, and when I got up to the mic to say my name and ask my question, he recognized my name from the live streams he does (which also include Q&As). I was the only person he acknowledged that way, and it was the coolest thing.

Yes, managing my weight and eating habits better so that I didn't become prediabetic

I'm not sure about differently. It felt like we came up for air sometime around March. Fil died in October. November and December we still trying to find our footing after Fil's death. Nomi's health stabilized in February when we started medicating her seizure disorder after a sleepless January. I finished unit 2 of CPE. Zach and I both got new jobs. It's just been so much change. I think the thing we are most happy about is guiding May through the process of deciding to switch schools. She is so much happier in her new school. She is lighting up again, full of excitement for learning.

I'm really proud of my progress in reading Torah. At the start of the year I had done it once, and that's a lot more times now.

I'm pretty proud of everything I have done this past year, particularly when it comes to dealing with my fairly challenging life. I'm also really, really glad that I claimed time for myself around my birthday in December to go to London to see art, eat good food, and visit with friends. That set me up pretty well for the flood of problems that hit when I returned, but made it easier to deal with them. I also have gotten help around the house, paying people to take care of things for me that I couldn't do, especially while recovering from knee surgery.

I wish I was more whimsical. I think that I get so focused on doing everything that needs to be done that I forget to be and have fun.

Well I guess every year I wish I treated myself better. I just go so hard on myself all the time and in a weird way it does fuel me like I’m a strict parent on myself. I also wish I ate a little better. I tend to eat a lot of bad food and it isn’t great for my anxiety. I am proud of myself for writing so many days this year. I kept up with a lot of my life tracking (240 days in a row) and I did get better about tracking what I ate in the past year. I also wrote and Journaled over 300 pages and I bounced back from a really bad injury. I don’t think that people like me very much but I’m proud at least of some of the progress I’ve made.

I would change my attitude at work. I think my push for excellence was seen as a question of authority.

I really think that I have been much more balanced with my work this year. I'm not 'bringing it home' so much as I used to, working less on weekends, and have been sleeping better as a result.

I am proud of my career decision, my commitment to the horses, and my continuing to work on myself to be a better person for me, my wife, and my family.

I really am blessed because I can't think of anything that I wish I could have done differently. I am in a very good season in my life. I'm still proud of the changes that I made in 2024 to improve my health and that I continue to follow.

I think that I care too much about what I mean to people, it took a lot from me and being meaningful is so important but I need to know my own worth and it’s definitely not determined by how a person values me, ESPECIALLY if it’s someone who isn’t worth the fight. I’m proud of myself for sharing a lot with people who I was really blessed with in my life like my sisters and best friends. I wish I would compare Myself to others less and not get to caught up in my over thinking and drive myself insane.

I still wish I had taken a bit of time off before we left, we could have been a lot more organized. But it all worked out in the end.

Im so proud I turned around how I felt in work and even had the confidence to take on a new leadership role and team.

Would have travelled more.

I obsessively think of Alphonse's health struggles and wonder if I could have done something different. I am proud I have not gone completely insane.

Worrying & concern has been overwhelming. Proud I have a therapist to vent and started a medication to help my sadness in my downtime.

I wish I sat down with my thoughts and organized what I would want to do with my time and following though. I extremely proud that I followed through with the graduation school application process to get accepted to graduate school so I can obtain my MS degree in accounting.

I wish I had spent more time on personal development in regards to learning and career advancement. I am proud of the strides I have made in my fitness routine and mental fortitude. I often feel a deep sense of inner peace and satisfaction. But I also feel the need to push myself out of my comfort zone to ensure personal growth continues.

In July 2025, I had back surgery and I have come through that swimmingly. Then in December, I was diagnosed with cancer and I have since been through surgery and treatment and I am in remission. I have not changed my work life balance in spite of all of that and I do regret that and I’m still not sure how to. I am proud that I have persevered. The younger Me would have collapsed from my anxiety, but I really rose to the occasion, especially with the cancer. I’m very proud of myself for that.

This year was just a year and all these questions have really made me think about how I have been in survival mode the last year. Comically, I just remembered I became an adult bat mitzvah this year and ended up on the board of trustees, oddly. Those are big things! But also my dad has been dying and we don't have a good relationship. That's been rough. And perimenopause has been ramping up. Ride the wave.

I'm proud that I leaned into my network for support and to walk alongside me. I didn't depend on myself to have the answers. I knew I didn't have all the answers I needed to move forward. I became lighter. I glowed. I saw opportunities that mattered. I connected back to who and what I knew I could be. I slowed down.

I proud of my resilience and how I came to realize who I really am (and love and be proud of who I am).

I'm proud of everything I've achieved this year, particularly of staying single and working on my own issues, until I felt ready to connect with another.

I saved all my adventure for the end of the calendar year - going to NYC in the fall. I need more variety than 5 days a week, 9 to 5. Also, I got Manhattaned Jan 5 with Choi - he offered me $100K to chase my dreams. He hasn’t paid. If I have to ask, it really isn’t a gift. I also got Manhattaned at Sandra’s at the end of March after I came out of sober Lent. But I’ve been pretty dry since. That’s good. I can keep doing good… and better.

I am becoming more of an advocate for myself, I am standing up for myself. I don’t tolerate people who think they can get away with anything

1. I wish I had been more discreet in a few conversations. Not everybody gets to know the me I keep to myself. 1. Focused creativity! Proudly became a REAL paperback writer - and started a podcast! Also, I finally slid into my "Reb" role in both radio- and shul-communities so as to help more people better (I'm slow on the uptake sometimes).

This year has been good and still challenging. I am grateful to be retired, I do not miss work. I have been on some fabulous trips - and yet, the year hadn't been as fulfilling as I expected. It was a journey of trying to figure out who I am now. Without structure, I felt like life was meaningless. Luckily, I have a fabulous friend who just retired and agreed to go go through the workbook Designing your Life, it is very personal, a little difficult and no big aha moment. Slowly I did discover what I was missing. For 6 1/2 years I have been living in TJ and never built a community. I have friends and family in US -but it takes over an hour just to cross the border. I have friends farther south, but that is a 45 minute drive. I was knew that I had to find my tribe - and as much as Jose was there for me...it wasn't enough. So over the last few months, I set out to make community. I became Secretary of Democrats Abroad, Baja. I also joined a Rotary Club that is starting near my house in TJ. I feel busy, needed - maybe over busy - but it seems like it is a step forward.

Running a half marathon fully by learning from my mistakes from last year.

I have only returned to taking a more active role with meal planning recently, so I should have done so sooner. Let’s see if I can get more involved! Theatrically, I am proud of my reaction to NOT being cast in “Southern Fried Funeral”; I just rolled with it and enjoyed a flurry of Lakers games! Also proud of how we pulled off “Company!” And Karen’s star turn as Joanne!

While I am satisfied that my overall health is improving, I am still only getting very moderate success in weight loss ... which could boost my health even more.

We didn’t make it to Seattle for Thanksgiving. Lenny was pretty sick. He died December 6. I wish we would’ve just been able to go anyway somehow anything I’m proud of from the past year. I guess that I’m still here alive. Haven’t lost my home or my animals I’m proud of my little sister and the way she is stepped up and continued to be there for me.

I wish I’d exercised more and played ipad games less. And that this answer wasn't on repeat.

I am proud I did the leap of faith and get back into Safety. I wish I treaveled more to see my friends. I regret staying home or not just giving myself a retreat to myself more (I did once, twice, but more is needed.) I want 2027 to be more about travel, see new places, experience things anew

I wish I would have taken more time to study for my captains license. I am proud that I quit spending time playing games on my phone.

The first part of this question is no different than last year's answer, except that I have been increasingly more depressed. I know I need help. I know a therapist, my former rabbi, whom I know I can talk to, and know I can trust. I called him a couple of times last year or the year before, but he never returned my calls. Then I ran into his wife, and mentioned I had called him and we both agreed that that was not like him. So. I just gave up, especially when I saw what his fees were, and don't know if he will accept my insurance. It ALWAYS comes down to money!!!! As I'm writing this, my eyes are filling with tears. Ive always taken care of myself, even with chronic illnesses and disability, but I always had a great support system. As Ive gotten older, Ive lost that. As for the second part of the question-- since Oct.7, Ive become more and more visibly Jewish. T-shirts, jewellery. Oh, I forgot, I FINALLY replaced my stolen mezuzah! It took management 6 months to repair my doorpost where my original had been ripped off last year. I had an old Jerusalem stone mezuzah in a storage box, and it looks beautiful! So that makes me very happy! After it was stolen, I would still reach for it, and it wasn't there. Never take anything for granted!

I wish I had decided sooner to end my marriage.

Bueno, ha sido un acierto el que empezara a organizar las catas de vino en mi casa. Han sido cuatro y aunque gasto y trabajo, llegan amigos a mi casa y me siento en confianza de ser yo. Me siento segura.

I wish I had more patience and faith in my children. Even though my intuition tells me to worry, I need to let go of control and make things “right”. If they crash and burn, so be it. I’m proud that I am conscious of my mental health and work daily at keeping positive thoughts and making progress on not letting the outside noise into my head.

I think I wish that I moved states and took a chance on myself. I think that time may be coming soon and I hope to embrace change and new experiences. Maybe this time next year things will look different.

Not really. I am learning how to accept and enjoy my life exactly as it is. I don't know if this is due to wisdom or fatigue. :-) I got more involved in "the resistance" to the Trump regime. I attended several meetings of the Pleasanton City Council, and I worked as an Alameda County Elections poll worker for the Special Election in June. I feel like I have only scratched the surface, and I'm not sure if my motivation will carry me over a successful Blue Wave in the midterms. Politics continues to feel like an "out there" issue for me. I am afraid that my interest will wane once the current crisis is over. Hopefully, I can stay engaged since I see how important it is to be aware and involved as a citizen. I am proud of my continued growth in recovery in AA and Al-Anon and how that that has helped improve my relationship with my wife, my children, and my father. I am proud that I made the decision to go visit him every Thursday, starting in July this year. And I am proud, but feel a bit stretched, about having six sponsees. Jamey and Emily's wedding in June was a very bright spot in my life. Yuko and I really love Emily, and we were invited to their wedding and reception. We met most of Emily's family at the Rehearsal Dinnerr. I saw Pam at the wedding for the first time in about a dozen years. She ignored Yuko and me, but that was OK. I was able to stay centered on Jamey and Emily and their beautiful wedding celebration!

I still wish I told my brother how I feel about how he has treated me, but on the other hand, I am quite proud of myself for standing up to people (in my 3rd space) who have disrespected me and my friends. Kindness matters

I don't regret anything, however if I was to do another traveling trip, I would have a more precise plan and really get to know an area and not just bounce around earth, though it was incredibly fun. And that's exactly what I'm proud of! Bouncing around the Earth, having more than enough money for 14 months, which I only raised in 4 months, ain't that crazyyy, 12 grand. Making these incredibly special connections not just to people but to places, I have created homes all over the world now, and it doesn't feel that big anymore. I am wayyyy more confident, in how I look, how I act, who I hang out with, what I want to do. I'm extremely proud of myself for making it happen. Additionally, I'm proud of myself for taking a break when it was needed, Germany, I'm proud that I managed to travel for so long that I was excited to come home. And I'm proud that the girl I found while traveling, is here and she now lives with her parents in Byron and she is loving the shit out of life.

I wish I had planned this BOTM class better. I would have the videos, songs, questions & homework done before the class ever started. I am super proud of having the BOTM class & stepping out in faith to lead it. I really want to keep that momentum to do greater in the coming year.

I wish I had seen my father more, though I feel I am also protecting myself and my wellbeing and there is only so much I can do. I am proud of starting the process to legalise the inheritance from my father and my aunts with all the trouble it has also represented. Still ongoing but I believe it will be done soon.

Possibly to have delved into art classes. However, I am proud that I have become more dedicated to my book writing.

I was very proud to finally stand up against work Bulling and when back from my long service leave I gave my resignation, ignoring what my ex boss wanted. I felt empowered. It's a decision I'm happy I took and currently I can enjoy retirement doing the volunteering work I find fullfilling

I wish I would find a way that I could keep up with my personal growth. All the things necessary to stay healthy are overwhelming. I should probably cut back to a manageable list of things I should accomplish and instead focus on less in number but make the most important things doable

I’m proud that I made the commitment to write every day from January through June. I likely would have continued if we hadn’t suddenly said goodbye to our Beloved Son on June 30th. That grief sent me into another dimension.

I wish I had worked with Lori on a plan to handle her mom’s situation which only gets worse, never better over time. We are now past a few milestones that indicate additional help is warranted and without a plan to compare symptoms to, I’m left to make suggestions that are immediately discounted. Lori is fully emotional in how she reacts. I did a great job holding this family together practically and financially this year. I have been a great sister to Bill and I’ve been honored to help “walk him home”.

I should have walked away when I found out he was married. I’m proud that I finally stood up for myself and held Joshua to the things I said a while back. The only way out of the cycle was to break it and I knew it’d have to be me to do it. The old me would have continued to quietly suffer.

I wish I’d said no more often and better protected my rest. I’m especially proud that I became a writer for a new narrative podcast and got accepted into a postgrad program.

This past year, I'm really not sure that there's anything I'm particularly proud of. I survived getting G to at least two doctor's appointments a month. I calmed down a lot as a T1D mom--I am proud of that. If I had to pinpoint one this, it's changing the low threshhold for alerts for her blood sugar. I get very few alerts now, which helps me be steadier while having confidence that she's still safe.

I wish I had followed through with. my singing exercises and guitar VERY proud of surviving cancer and being SO fucking fit not

I’m trying to learn not to talk. The biggest wish I had done differently wasn’t something that happened this year but realized in the past year: I should have been a stillbirth.

I'm not sure what it says about me that I don't think I would do anything significantly different if I had the chance to change it. But I am incredibly proud of the strides I've made in moving forward with my business. The satisfaction that comes with building something bit by bit and watching it grow- even with missteps and set backs - is more than I imagined. I'm proud of what I've been able to do, and proud of myself for allowing myself to feel proud! That's growth!

Hmm, before I read below my answer from last year, I came up with the same answer for this year. He is my life partner, the witness in life and vice versa. I daresay I've not been so present to him, so honoring of him. Let's see how I do this year!

Nothing differently! I’m sooooooo proud of what I’ve done this year! Everything. Just everything…I picked myself up out of a deep deep hole that someone pushed me in, and created a whole new life. I’m a resilient motherfucker!

Proud of my ability to create an online program relating to oral-systemic health.

Rebounding again. Be kinder.

I am again quite proud of my leadership and commitment to this summer's Peace Camp. We opened sign-ups and within 24 hours all 20 slots were filled! This year's theme was "Water is Life" and we had a wide variety of activities and learning experiences for our kids ages 5 to 10. We all had a lovely time.

Politically the world is in a horrible place. Bad, frightening, disconcerting news is nonstop. I wish I had responded differently. I either felt furious or lethargic and helpless. I wish I had taken action to help turn things around, but I didn’t know what to do (still don't). I’m proud that I started going back to the gym regularly and stayed physically active and healthy.

I don’t wish I’d done any one thing differently because I’m working so hard always on doing better. So if anything I’m proud of that dedication. Of the work I’m putting in to be a better version of myself for myself, my husband, my kids and colleagues. I’m really working on harnessing that curiosity into a power as I enter My Forties. I’m also really actively catering leas about bullshit.its very freeing

What comes to mind is being more patient with Jeff and learning more about HFA. I didn’t realize until recently that he often feels like a failure and my frustration with him doesn’t help. I guess I’m most proud of the work I do with clients and being a cat mom to all 4 cats. I put in a lot of work with both and I feel proud of my hard work.

I overscheduled myself a few times and ended up exhausted and not feeling well. I am especially proud of how the VA ECA Chapter has taken off along with our Climate Course. I am also proud of my perseverance with David to get to the bottom of his cognitive problems.

I wish I had given my mother more notice before her move, but I honestly believe it would not have mattered. I am proud of the Reiki work I am doing

I am proud of how much feedback I gave my team this summer!

The Ski trip to New Mexico was a mixed bag. It was beautiful and fun to explore some new territory but it also seemed like we didn’t make any inroads with new friends. The Grant Park families (and surrounding neighborhoods) were nice but there was a surprising lack of cohesion or opportunity to deepen that network on the trip. Maya wished we had saved the vacation days for another trip. It was also a lot of money and effort to get over there. The recent camping trip with Alan/amanda, Joe, Marcos, and Kyle/Meghan by contrast felt more meaningful. I’m proud that we played a few soccer seasons and I didn’t suffer serious injury. I also scored some goals this past season despite the bone bruise. I’m proud of Maya for organizing a second soccer team and I’m proud of myself for quitting teaching.

There have been several times where I have spoken up to my husband about something that bothered me. Maybe it's because I'm still recovering from caregiving my family, but I'm better about voicing my feelings. And I'm better about protecting my alone time, which I value. I've also gotten much better about my money. Why do I want to buy a thing? Balancing my want and need, and ultimately why. Taming my impulse to just get a thing. Many times this year, I ended up not spending my money and just finding something in my closet. That was an accomplishment.

I feel like my workflow isn’t streamlined well. I either work too hard or do nothing at all. And financially there a a lot to be said. I spend too much and save too little. And I wish I had bigger clients.

Yes. I wish I had showed up fully in alignment, more conscientiously, with my grace, love and presence

I am proud of the way I handled my BPH issue and the finding of blood in my urine. I did the best I could to hydrate early in the day and for the most part did not get concerned about seeing blood in my urine. I am also pleased with the decision to take Finasteride to attempt to reduce the size of my prostate.

We finally met with a financial advisor and consolidated investments. This gives me the confidence to retire in 2027

I continue to be proud of the way I navigate uncertainty--w/ my job (as a substitute teacher there's day-to-day as well as financial uncertainties), w/ my mom (doing relatively well at 92, but noticeably declining), and w/ the world. On a related note, I need to be more deliberate about connecting myself to my community, to other meaningful work, and to self-directed interests.

Getting involved with my community has made such a difference in settling in here. I'm glad that I no longer resent moving here. I need to find a coffee shop or other community third space. If I could do anything differently? I'd stop wasting so much time on the computer and social media. I have a bunch of things I want or need to get done, and supposedly no time.

I’m proud of making the move to Portugal happen. Can’t believe we will be in that plane in 54 days! I’ve also spent good quality time with my kids and grands. Missing Korr already so much since he moved to NC. And I’ve worked hard at losing 20 lbs to try to be healthy. I wish I had done more strength training but that will be my goal for this coming year.

The regret haunts me every day. I was so horrid to Christine, my dearest friend of 40 years. I had a stroke in April. Christine was there every day. Drove me home when I was finally released. And she of the tiny frame (five-feet-nothing), had hauled half a dozen pieces of safety equipment forty miles from her home and installed them in mine. Two walkers, a commode, a device to help me up and down from the toilet, and more. And, to avoid injuries as I live alone, bought me a Smart Watch to phone 911 should it detect a fall. Could anything have been more loving? And did I thank her? Nope. I blew my top. How could she expect me to learn a complicated watch system after a stroke? She couldn't afford it, so she had committed me to an expense without my consent. Harrumph. She looked like she'd been beaten up. Well, she was. I'm cringing as I write this, reliving it for the millionth time. Of course I need to atone. And I can't figure out how. I've done the usual apologizing, and she has remained loving and kind. But things aren't the same between us. It is I, carrying so much shame and guilt, that has now put an additional barrier between us. How many times have I wished I hadn't done it? How many elaborate plans for restitutions have I dreamed up? I feel tainted, filthy, unworthy of her love. And that I can never erase this ugly stain on my heart. How could I have been so cruel to the person who least deserved it? What the hell is wrong with me that I could have done that? Remorse and atonement. We are taught that is the path to healing. But how can I ever atone enough? It's not possible. I must live with my shame and the knowledge of how far I would go when feeling overwhelmed. Yes, it is so very human. Yes, she has readily forgiven me. But what will it take to forgive myself? I destroyed forever a certain innocence and trust we had together. We will survive this; the friendship will survive this. But it will bear an unsightly scar from now on. We both now know what I am capable of. And I am so terribly sorry.

I think I wished I had started some sort of therapy earlier, but then I didn't think I had a need. After my sister's and my trip to Israel to visit my brother, I realized I needed some help dealing with the emotions that overcame me. So I found a random therapist on the Internet and started talking. One session I cried my eyes out. I often listen to my friend's issues but had no resource for how I felt about them. I cried for a solid 10 minutes about Dylan. And she's given me some tools about how to talk to my sister and how to deal with people's trauma. Maybe it took my brother declining to get going, but I'm going. Not sure how long I'll do it, but it's a good start.

I wish I had handled my exchange with Ron a little better. Technically it’s been over a year, but I have not reached out since, and I feel embarrassed about that. I find Ron to be very nice guy and love to spend time with him and MC, but he put me in an uncomfortable position because he thought I could be a stock broker. I have it in my mind to call him and apologize that I haven’t spoken to him since. Hopefully I’m brave enough to do it.

I spent a lot of money but I don’t regret it I needed to do what I did

I wish I had been more careful and diligent about not letting my eating get out of control over the course of the year. It felt like mostly emotional eating, and it didn’t feel good while I was doing it. I put on more weight than I was comfortable with, and now I have to work hard to get it back off. It is not just about how I look, but also about my health.

I’m learning how not to let toxic people rule me. Victor, Pam, my new neighbor and Rebecca and my former Landlord. It takes a lot of effort and forgiveness and of course, a dose of the Holy Spirit to not hold grudges. I wrote a poetry book this past year! I hope to continue with it. I took a class from my cousin Lisa and the community literature initiative out of South Los Angeles. I collected all my poems that I’ve written since college and organize them by stages of life all the way through retirement. I called it Not Quite Fall, which is a poem in the book. I have thoroughly enjoyed tutoring this year. Most of the kids are really great, except those that have really big attention deficits.

There are so many things I am proud of from this year, but I am particularly proud of how I continue to learn how to live with my chronic illnesses/disability and that I opened up and shared my journey publicly on Facebook this year. This has allowed me to connect with people in a different way than I have over the past almost 5 years of living with my illnesses and connect/reconnect more deeply with people and allow them to see who I am more fully.

i wish i had used more tact when dealing with certain situations. alternatively, i am proud of how i have kept my diagnosis close (no social media announcements, not alot of people told) so i could experience it without pressure to perform "i am fine."

At Christmas time John and I had a discussion about his son’s apartment that had been sitting empty for over a year. Chris simply wasn’t going to do anything to get it ready to rent again and we decided that we would help him get it cleaned up and ready to rent once we returned from Florida. I took the lead on the project and scheduled time with Chris and John to go assess the situation. It was worse than we expected - just filthy and very damaged from the cars that had been confined to one room without adequate litter. So that carpet was ruined and the hardwood floors needed to be sanded and painted to get rid of the odor. The other bedrooms/living areas also needed repair, sanding and refinishing. I did 90% of the work on those floors and I have to say that they looked great when we were done. I also had a friend from the program who did the work replacing two windows and refinishing the bathtub. The cleaning of that apartment was also a chore, and John and Chris helped with that. It was quite an accomplishment to complete that project and I’m happy to report that it was rented out when we finished and Chris is in the process of reimbursing John for the money spent fixing it up.

I always feel I could parent better. Or support my wife in her job search. I think being more present with her, and putting my work aside.

Our son and his wife and my husband and I fell into a huge misunderstanding and neither party understands why the other was so angry. I did apologize to my daughter-in-law so that we could move on, but I still don't get it. And she is sure she did nothing wrong. I see that period as frustrating and frightening, but I sincerely hope it will never happen again.

I’m proud of the internal work I’ve done on myself. While I haven’t been seeing a therapist (even though I probably should), I have been working to be less judgmental, accept people for who they are, and to try to love myself more since the love for myself will then extend to how I show up for others. For what I would have done differently - I think I could be more courageous. I know the changes I want and need to make in my life, so why don’t I do them? I fear I’m getting complacent. It’s been a while since I’ve done something that has truly scared or challenged me (other than recovery from my knee surgery). But even then I wouldn’t say the surgery made me scared - it was more of a chore I needed to get done. I think I need to push my boundaries a bit more.

I always wish I could keep a level tone when my MIL with stage 6 dementia gives me grief. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed and frustrated. On the flip side, I know being a 24/7 caretaker for two people is more than most people could do. I’ve kept them clean, fed, and healthy. The bills are all paid. The house is in order. I’ve learned how to fix the toilet, repair the screen door when the cats shredded it, and set up a mesh internet system. Necessity is the mother of invention, right? If only I could keep an upbeat tone under pressure… I’m working on it!

I wish I’d spent more time planning what the future would look like. I’ve made some decisions this year that have been quite different than what I imagined

I wish I had got my ADHD diagnosis earlier so I could've focused my time while unemployed better. I am proud of my new stream ideas and contents.

Tgere's nothing I could do differently, there was no way to expect the things that happened. Things breakdown, it's part of life. I'm proud of making through the challenges I've faced, and I still stand tall knowing better times are ahead

I am gratified that I was able to show up for Nancy and Dave during Dave's terrible end and after Nancy's accident. I am also proud of the way I have welcomed Jesse into our family and helped her and Colin with the wedding. I wish I'd made more of an effort to reach out to her family to get to know them better. I also wish I'd been more mindful about speaking with more people at the wedding. I wish I'd paid more attention to Scott this year so he didn't feel unwanted.

This past year half way through i got Sober. Maybe i wish I did It sooner

Im proud that I broke up with my ex boyfriend and didnt go back to him. Im proud that I opened myself up to talking and dating my current boyfriend.

Differently, not a lot I can think of off hand, except wishing I could make more “real” friendships locally. Proud of? So much - my son graduating and getting a job; taking the kids on a vacation to Portugal; staying single and focusing on me and my happiness; excelling at work; paying off my car ❤️

I’m proud that I kept going. I’m sorry I wasted money. I wish I’d addressed work issues.

I e done a pretty good job of staying on track with both my emotional and physical health. I'm handling my mental health issues in a mostly healthy way. Ive done a decent job of keeping up with incorporating exercise into my routine, though hope to hear next year that I've done a better job. I feel like I've done a decent job at being a good partner to Mick and daughter to my folks. I'm proud of who I have become and am becoming.

I am so proud of myself for organizing and leading two separate conferences this year , one in May and one in July, both of which were tremendously successful. Although I had quite a lot of help with each one ultimately they were my responsibility and I let each of them under hugely challenging circumstances.

Done differently: yes. I wish I had handled my episodes of diverticulitis more effectively and found out whether or not I needed surgery. Especially proud of: Yes. Although I didn't actually help very much, I did partake in the cleaning and acquiring tenants for our downstairs flat. I'm also pleased with my political activity in our municipal election to help the slate of candidates I favour for mayor and councillors in our upcoming election. I am a valued campaign team member. And I like that I have not let my diverticulitis problems derail my physical activities for any longer than was absolutely necessary. I also like how I handled the faulty tooth implant that needed to be removed.

I wish I had found a way to get down to Florida to spend everyday with my mother during her last few weeks. . .there was no possible way for me to do this becasue I had a terrible case of COVID-19 and could not possible travel by plane cross country. . .but I guess I still wish I had done SOMETHING differently. AND I wish I had done some things differently during my month in Tbilisi during my son’s wedding to Tako. I don’t think I was my entirely my Roni-self and I wish I had been able to channel a lot of more of her during those weeks. I am especially proud of how I have been handling one of the most challenging years in my life and I am VERY proud of the fact that in spite of what can be VERY painful memories and aching longing for family and friends during this time of the year when being so alone in Las Vegas feels especially heartbreaking. . .I could not endure the pain of Shabbat Services for several months and now I am back and active in The Neighborhood and I am very proud of how I am overcoming the negative feelings and focusing on the wonderful joy of observing everything in the Jewish calendar with the Cnetral Synagogue congregation and clergy!

I wish I had procrastinated less and just cracked on more. I have often felt stuck and a bit lost. I know what I want to do but can’t seem to get going, or stick to plans. So I feel that I am going in circles and making little progress.

I continue to take pride in The Dove Tale, our synagogue's newsletter. I only wish I knew how to encourage others to read it. My 2 proof-readers are my extra eyes and I lean on them to make sure that we have something done right, without grammatical or spelling errors. I love them both.

While there are some things I know I could have done differently, I’m at peace with them for the moment. I do wish I’d spent more time outdoors, with friends. I’m proud of the sister I’ve been this year. My younger sister has had a rough time and more than once she’s asked for my advice, appreciated it, and said she was so glad I was her big sister. We weren’t as close when we were younger, but since we’ve been adults we are so close, and I love that

I am proud of completing two official half marathons, maintaining a healthy weight, and reaching a long-awaited career milestone and a 20th wedding anniversary. I wish I had prioritized hydration and SPF, and not let myself off the hook so much with drinking, flossing, and weightlifting.

My sister and I had a pretty foundational argument: I was trying to get her to understand that how she speaks to me is disrespectful. I wish, frankly, that I hadn't made the attempt. I'm finally understanding that I cannot change her. I can only change my response to her. So I will work harder on not allowing myself to be baited.

I am happy that I went to California and MC'd the Herdenking 2026 - Lifetime Achievement Award

I believe any changes that I wanted to make from this year to last year is founded on what I continue to mention is being accountable to do the things I find joy in and do them more. I can never get the time back so by prioritizing my relationships, going to the gym, improv, and writing it help me live the life I want to live.

I'm especially proud that I've continued to be able to get out of bed and live despite the continuing rise of Jew hate around me and around the world. Yes there have been dark days and even dark weeks but especially given my history with depression, I'm thrilled that I continue to be able to stave off an episode.

Similarly to last year, I do wish I had lost some weight. I’m exercising adequately, but I eat too much. Too much of the wrong foods, too much (quantity) of the good stuff. I hate seeing photos of myself and everyday make the same commitment to losing weight. Thank God Rob still loves my body. And conversely, my am so pride of my body for completing the Alps to the Adriatic last fall. It was extremely challenging and difficult, but I did it all and am very proud of my strength, endurance, fortitude.

I wish I spoke to people earlier on when I was struggling with depression this year

I wish I hadn’t bothered with online dating and with matchmaking. A waste of time and money. Very stressful.

As an update from last year. I've gained 18 lbs, which I regret; I need more discipline. I did have a bone scan, and my femur is in the osteopenia category. I need to increase my calcium and vitamin D intake and increase my weight-bearing exercise. I have kept up the swimming, but have not consistently gone to the gym for the other exercise.

With regards to my answer last year, I have been reading about six or seven books a month, so I have definitely succeeded in that! I am more aware of feeling gratitude for small things and appreciation of my blessings of health, family, etc.I try not to consume too much news without being out of touch,and still read the New Yorker, the Atlantic and The Times,

Same as last year - I wish I had been more politically active - demonstrations, phone calls, meetings etc.

I wish I had spent more time on my fiber arts hobbies, including knitting, spinning and weaving. These hobbies have been my lifeline to creativity and generativity for the past few decades, since I became chronically ill, and I neglected them more than I wanted to this past year.

I wish I had done so many things differently! I wish I had spoken up quicker and louder about my feelings after my mom died. I wish I took more time for myself to wail and scream and cry and heal. I wish I had quite my job earlier… but I’m proud that I eventually did start demanding priority for myself. That I did quit. That I took care of my health. I still want to do better.

I’m proud of trying to be just more relaxed, and I kind of wish in the earlier part of the year I was not as tensed.

Last October, I responded to an emailed inquiry about flu shots at my place of business. I was told that was not happening this year.  I responded with note of disappointment.     What I *wanted* to say was that “I’ll try to remember that the company's mission statement says that 'People Are Our Greatest Resource.'"  I wanted to respond with lots of passive-aggressive snark.  I did not respond at all, though.  Then, just a few hours later, it hit me that one possible reason for not having the flu shots is because of the federal government.  The government was trying to phase out vaccines of all kinds, and so obtaining these shots at scale for all employees might no longer have been feasible financially.  I was still not happy about the situation, but I was so glad that I did not respond.

I’m proud of all the major steps I have taken to love myself and take care of myself and not be critical and hard on myself. I speak without fear, I notice my surroundings and want to make them pretty for me, I go to see the doctor and dentist. I am proud of having defined boundaries and separated myself from people who don’t make me sparkle. All these things that typical healthy people take for granted, are massive accomplishments for me. Health is a crown on a healthy man’s head that is visible only to those who have lost health.

Sit less. Walk more. Spend more time with friends.

I went to see my son in March and I will go back in October. I understood that I can still leave in Scotland and visit Italy.

I wish we were travelling more and also seeing more of family, and I wish I could find a local Jewish community to connect with. I am proud of how I am handling my health

I wish I had passed my road test with Vanderbilt so I can drive again. Getting a job at JCC was cool I have enjoyed it.

I'm proud of slowing down to ensure I am doing things (that I want)/(that I need)/(that require) carefully and slowly. Instead of rushing to get things over, I'm taking time.

Oh god here we go. Once again my parenting has been pretty rubbish. And I’ve gained weight…

I think I wish I had pushed to make more art. That being said, this year was a huge transition for me, and I'm proud that I found a way to take care of my health and find my feet again.

I wish I had been able to fall into my writing practice better this past year, but I am proud at how I participated in supporting my novel. The business side of my art is tremendously difficult for me.

There are probably a whole bunch of little things I should have done differently. But little things add up. I think I’ll call out that I wish (on an ongoing basis) that I had more patience. With my kids, my partner, myself, and people at large. I’m very quick to assume that someone or something is stupid, without taking a breath to read the context. So quick to assume always. I hope this year I can take that breath more often and consider my words and actions better.

I would probably have listened to the social security person and taken on my first husband's SS to allow mine to increase until I'm 70. Is would have been about the same per month as mine but I'd get more later. I am proud of being able to retire!

I wish I would have set better boundaries for myself to avoid temptations.. I was seeking love & attention but should’ve spent more time with God. I’m so proud of myself for stepping out in faith, getting closer to God, doing my 1st virtual retreat and doing more for Gods kingdom. Serving on Kairos, at my church, and other ways.

I feel especially proud of the way that my husband and I prepared for the arrival of our daughter. I’ve been able to be 100% present with her these last several months, largely because of all the prep we did. We had open conversations ahead of time and make sure we laid the groundwork to have this special time.

I am torn about whether I should have kept Benny living longer. I am just to deeply sad- every time I pass along where we walked together. She loved our long walks.

Workout

I wish I was not so reactive and put myself first. I am proud of the courage I had to say no and move on and finally forgive.

Done differently? Nothing comes to mnd, except perhaps to be less stressed by Cyrun needs, especially last spring. But I navigated those waters well, so lesson learned. Meanwhile, I am proud of myself for taking on the task of editing Welcome! myself. It involved a challenging change of perspective, but that has taught me much about what makes a good book good.

I wish I would have never gotten married and wonder why he left for mistresses. I am proud of being a rescue pup mom.

I wish I would be more careful with my eating and words to myself and others.

I tend not to regret most things, even when they don't go well. I am proud of the work I did with students this year. I'm proud of the changes I made in my spring facilitator clinic and how well that went. I'm proud of all of done to help my Mom this year including taking her to Seattle for her sister's 90th birthday and our daily FaceTime chats.

I wish I had believed in myself sooner.

The one thing I would have done differently this year is to have organized my 80th birthday dinners for good friends. The plan was to spend time with people I care about. So many things going on that I could not get them on the calendar. My hope is to extend the year and finish my program.

Glad of how I handled my eye operation and done more walking. At the moment I'm trying to make better decisions I guess I wish I had saved more money that's all

I could list all the regrets and mistakes till my thumbs snap off. A lot of repeat offenders and bad habits not yet eliminated. In some ways, the year was surprisingly difficult. Instead I’ll praise the accepted vision of welcoming change to who I may become. I could have stubbornly readied myself to stay in the same lane. Instead, I welcomed the chance to rewrite my identity. That feels tremendous… but now I must do it.

Paid more attention to my finances. Didn’t leave my RX and purse in NYC cab en route to JFK/ France.

Lots I am proud of. Remodeling my home and having a remodeling party. Having a birthday party. Traveling to visit my cousin who was dying, and now most of all that I am in a play.

I've started training to be a spiritual director. For years I've felt a call to do more on the spiritual side of church. The true faith, in my eyes. I thought it would be as a deacon, but I let that go. My family needed me more. There were other things that had to be done. Right now it's a lot of reading, but it will happen.

I spoke at a law conference. As I’m a scientist, not a lawyer, this is not something that was ever on my radar. I am honored to have been invited and proud of myself for pulling it off respectably.

Same as last year - I wish we had decided to MOVE six months before our lease was up, but it was just easier to stay here another year then go through the hassle of packing and moving and all the rest. I’m SOOO proud of my daughters! Amazing isn’t even adequate a word. I guess I should be “proud” that I managed to lose those stubborn 5 pounds – and, with WW managed to keep my weight just under 140, and finished my 6th, and probably last 5K marathon which was run in the neighborhood we used to live in Thousand Oaks and where I trained for my first, of 4, half-marathons! Repeat from last year: Still not drinking as much – hardly at all just a beer when I get home from work. NO debt to speak of as long as I can stay employed – getting full time pay for part time job when I make bonus so still have a bit left over to add to my savings for “emergencies”.

I have been working on The Meadow. A piece of freehand stitching, 2’x3’. I spend a lot of time looking at other people’s art in person and on line. Then worry that everything I make is a copy of someone else’s idea. I am proud of The Meadow because it doesn’t look like anything else I’ve ever seen. Or done. Not sure if I’ll like it when it’s done. But it will be its own true self not a copy of something else.

I think I've done okay, but again (again!!) getting too stuck in the doing instead of the growing... on all fronts. But.. pretty proud of how the year has panned with so much to be grateful, thankful and proud of.

I am proud that I am allowing myself to change, in fact, just watching myself change. And not insisting that I’m great, that I’m XYZ, That I have any idea at all what next month or next year or five years from now Annie will be like.

I’m really proud of myself for stepping well outside of my comfort zone and leaving what was a relationship that had moved outside of what I envisioned for myself. Taking a moment to really sit in my own values and slow down showed me that the life I had been working towards was not the one I wanted.

I wish I had reached out about the Chateau Life Residency sooner. By the time Jane Webster reached out to me last December, most of the 2026 spots were booked up. The one open date left in May wouldn't work. I should've known which date I wanted and made a move to confirm it.

I wish I had gotten help for my mental health long before I had to take a long term leave from work. This leave has affected my finances negatively. The plus side of this is that I’m finally getting help and learning how to manage my anxiety and working to be a better communicator, how to draw boundaries around myself, and how to be more authentic.

I am proud of losing 40lbs! Feeling so much better and healthier.

This year I wish I had gone about my weight loss differently. I spent nine months on Mounjaro and then Wegovy and went from 136.4kg down to just under 110kg, losing over a kilo a week. For the first time I felt real hope that I could finally become the thinner version of myself I have wanted my whole life. Then Mounjaro became too expensive, I switched to Wegovy, and it simply did not work for me. I plateaued. My confidence and my hope drained away. What I can see now is that I leaned on the injections and never actually sorted my diet out. I was getting to the gym regularly, which was a real win compared to the year before, but that was only one piece of it. If I had fixed my eating at the same time, I might not have ballooned back over 125kg within a few months and undone almost everything the drugs had bought me. The lesson I am taking is that the injections were only ever a tool. The real work, the eating and the daily habits, is the part I have to own myself. This is a live regret, not a closed one, and it is exactly what I am working on now. I am keeping the gym habit I fought so hard to build, and I am aiming for 150g of protein a day, which I still struggle to hit. Most importantly, I am working with my therapist to change my relationship with food, so that I stop treating it as an emotional stress response and start using it to nourish my body rather than fill it with empty, high calorie stuff. Get that right and the volume looks after itself. That is the part that will actually last and I have got to have faith in that truth.

I am proud that I am meeting my goals by moving to a larger home. I had a newborn son, which has broadened my perspective and helped me grow in my front-end designer role. What I would have done differently is not make rash decisions in my relationship, but instead give those decisions to the Lord to sort out, trusting in his ways.

Should have taken care of my body and taken BP and cholesterol meds. Recovery from stroke and bike riding

I wish I had not decided not to go to dinner with Tom. I fell on the stairs and broke my shoulder. He also ended up falling in his driveway when he got home. This happened in February so it’s been a while. I look at it now that something needed to happen to end our friendship, although I did not anticipate it was so fragile. I have not been swimming bc of this and been in PT but lifting weights more. I want to start swimming again. I am proud that I have been able to replace old items and throw out/give away items. It’s gotten easier

I did very little, and in fact that turned out to be the best decision. I was able to separate the essential from the inessential and will use that knowledge moving forward.

I kind of stagnated last year. I didn’t try very much that was new and I didn’t engage enough in my community. I think because of my husband’s illness and the political chaos, I retreated a bit and became more fearful. I was strong when I needed to be, but not very brave.

No. I wish things were different but I am done looking at the past and thinking "if only". What's happened has happened. I am responsible for a good portion of the bad things that happened but wishing will do nothing. I can learn from my mistakes. I hope I can. Proud? Yes. I didn't end my life and I went so far as to write a note and have a plan. But I'm still here.

I think we could spend more time with friends, and less with the TV. It feels like a cop out to spend 4ish hours sitting still doing essentially nothing most nights. But I do get a lot of knitting done! I'd like to be a bit more intentional with friendships. There are a lot of great people around us, and I want to find more of the inspiring ones. I'm still proud of my weight loss - it's so fun to look and feel good every day.

It’s a general feeling of not holding back. Being able to say the things that are difficult to say, in a way that is not punitive or unkind, but actually being able to say them without feeling a sense of dread that I might damage the relationship forever

I am proud that we have a Singing Resistance pod in the South Bay. I am also very proud to have changed the meeting times of the Beach Cities Folk Club from 7-10 to 6-9. Hooray!