the new year starts in march
you’ve built a home from scratch.
be proud of how far you’ve come.
Hello my lovely,
I hope you had a fabulous February. Mine was filled with love, new jobs, meeting new friends, and finally feeling a bit settled in where I am in life. But I can’t believe it’s already March! Time truly flies. We are now two months into 2025. Whether that feels like eight months or eight days, both are completely valid perspectives. For me, it depends on the day. Some days, I reflect on all that has happened—traveling, meeting new people, starting new positions, training for a marathon for seven weeks now. Other days, the year still feels like it’s just beginning, as if 2025 is still an apple waiting to be picked from the tree.
The start of the new year is exciting yet nerve-wracking. We all want it to be the best year yet—or at least a little better than the last. And that’s completely okay to admit. We all deserve to have an even better year, even if last year was already the best yet. Surely, something even greater can come.
That being said, we tend to put a lot of pressure on the new year. We want to start new projects, get into new hobbies (that will surely last this time), work out consistently, meet new friends, find our dream job—the list goes on. It’s exhausting.
I’ve talked to friends who don’t believe in resolutions for this very reason. Why do we pick one specific time of year to pressure ourselves into becoming a whole new person? We discussed this on New Year’s Eve, listening to each other’s thoughts. I’m still a firm believer in resolutions and self-improvement, even if it’s as simple as drinking a big glass of water within the first five minutes of waking up. But I also can’t deny that I fall into the trap of overreaching resolutions that inevitably make me feel bad about myself when I “fail.”
But here’s what I’ve come to realize—failure isn’t real unless you stop trying.
The first two months of the year are tough for everyone. We are still facing challenges, still navigating winter, still trying to make our 2025 selves stick. We are still figuring it all out.
So, give yourself a pat on the shoulder—or even on the head, like you would to a sweet pet—because you are trying, and that deserves recognition.
With these first two months behind us, let’s pause. Let’s breathe. (Seriously, take a deep breath right now. Close your eyes. Sit in this moment.) Reflect on the past two months—acknowledge the difficulties, the challenges, the joys, the laughter, and everything in between. Now, breathe again. Let it all go. You have settled into the year, and guess what? You’ve made it this far! Be proud of yourself.
March is the time to take everything you’ve felt and plant it in the ground, allowing it to grow into something greater. Think of yourself as a bouquet of flowers, each experience shaping your petals and stems. You can carry this bouquet with you, share it with loved ones, and nurture it as the months go by.
There is so much time ahead. Don’t worry about the timeline. Just take care of yourself. Make your mind a beautiful place to be. Think good thoughts. Feed yourself with good food and memories that will last. Be intentional with your life.
Start now. Plant your past emotions, let them dissolve into the soil, and watch them grow into something more magical than you could ever imagine. Spring is on its way, and when that sun touches your skin again, know that there is so much more to come each and every day.
Let March be the start of something great—something that has been simmering for the past two months and is now ready to boil. Allow yourself to take that leap. Be the person you’ve been working toward becoming. I know you can. I mean, come on. You are living—and whether you realize it or not, thriving as well.
So look around. Look at the world you’ve created. Look at the people you’ve drawn into your life. You made all of this happen. And for that, you are simply marvelous.
With that, my darling, I hope you have a wonderful, extraordinary March and a beautiful new start to your 2025.
With love always,
xoxo,
Avalon