Goodbye, My Suck 2018

Please excuse me if I’m a little solo today. My 2018 is leaving and I’m kind of sad. You might probably not remember my 2018, so do I, but it’s lucky for me to have the year just like it. It’s the best moment that I has been putting all of my body and soul, from day to night, combining exemplary professional skills and attitude with a sincere nature and gentle disposition. It taught me lessons that I should’ve been absolute in what I was doing, not for been intoxicated in getting credit for the terrific or hard task itself. I should be more simple on what job wants me to do, and to do it superbly well.

And now it's on the way to be the past. It sounds like it could be the chance of a lifetime, and I’m genuinely, sincerely pleased for it.But that doesn't make it any easier to say goodbye to this great moment.

Life is throwing the curve balls at us with no clues. Just when we start to get comfortable with a person, a place or a situation, something comes to call for the recipe. A terrific neighbor moved away.A great business partner laid off. Some your good friend found new love and loyalties through marriages. Our capacity or ability to cope with change and unpredictability determines our contentment in life.

I remembered the business opportunities I blew, the people I tripped, and the good opportunities that I could make a change but screwed. I cherish the belief more than usual that it's not necessary to make a list of what I did GOOD or BAD in 2018 as I checked every email I sent, every social networks’ windows I listed, every WeChat moment I posted, and every pics I took this year and etc..

Hey, goodbye, your PAST

In a word, personally, for 2018, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, both for the change of my career-growth and for the change of my personal maturity.

So, what’s wrong?

And how shall I do with that?

I remembered philosophers said decades ago that "...to everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven." Life is like surfing. You can't organize the ocean as waves just run out there. All you can do is to ride them where they take you, then trying to paddle back out there and catching the next one. It’s okay that you’re always expecting for the perfect waves where you can get, like, but mostly you just take them the way they come.In 2018, I rarely switched my strategy in exploring more business opportunities, so that I got nothing in the end. Life is mixed with a bunch of events—good and bad. No matter how sophisticated your organizational skill there will always be life-influencing items with which you have nothing to deal. The truly successful guy expects the unexpected, and being prepared to adjust as well as being pushed to arise—as it almost does.”

It doesn't mean you don't keep trying to make all your expectations come true. It just means that when things reach that aren't exactly in your schedule, you work around them, then you move on.

Here, I’m going to say thanks, to the thing I did as well as the one I missed:

Thanks to the failures and success that come to me. Without you, I won't be more sophisticated in dealing with challenging things and people.

Thanks to family members, friends, business partners and those who I only met once online or offline. Without you, I won't be able to stick to what I'm looking for.

Thanks to those companies or people with which we have worked. Without you, I won't be able to be confident as what I'm right now.

Thanks to those companies or people with which I missed the best time of our cooperation. Without you, I won't be able to know the importance of being ready to change.

Thanks to the unpredictables that leave me all the possibility to make it predicable. Without you, I won't be able to be the better me.

I’m going to miss my 2018, just like you'll miss that friend, that neighbor. But rather than stick to the sadness of our small sliders, we'll put our eyes on our hopes for a brighter tomorrow—for it, and for us. And then we'll go out and do everything we can to make our ‘unexpected’ happen, until our plans being changed, once.

Goodbye, my suck 2018

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