Thursday, January 01, 2015
Sometimes Resolutions Mean Just Breathing
But the past is just that--the past. The future looms ahead, a bright, shiny penny. In my dreams that penny symbolizes my hope, a hope that will likely dissolve into a mirage.
My tests have taught me a lot: I can't change the past; I can't predict the future; I can't fix anyone but myself. Incredibly freeing lessons.
I don't make resolutions. But for this new year, one that I can't imagine being any worse that the last one, I will endeavor to remember the lessons I learned. I will apply them in ways that keep me happy and healthy, and that keep my children safe and healthy.
I will breathe.
I will not wallow in regret.
I will not worry about what has yet to come.
I will remember I am strong, and kind.
I will remember that intuition is more honest than anything I read or think.
I will move forward.
I will do my best, knowing I can always do better.
I will forgive myself.
Thank you, dear friends, for being my pillars. Your cards and notes, prayers and emails, all make a difference. Think of me as a mirror, beaming all your love and joy and peace back at you.
Happy New Year, and peace...