“There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me whenever I can.”
I didn’t make 1, no not 1 New Years resolution. Why, you ask? Well, it’s pretty easy to explain. I didn’t meet my resolutions of last year. So, to be honest, I’m still trying to tackle last years goals, edited a bit. I didn’t account for life. Things happen. Schedules have to adjust. Maybe last years list will grow and change (hopefully not in size) but change in style like good fashion does. I didn’t see the point of adding to the daunting list, when I haven’t successfully accomplished the previous list. So, I guess I have a list, just not a “New” one 🙂
This led me to think about failure and how we deal with “it”. We all fail, whether it’s missed opportunities or opportunities taken that we shouldn’t have taken. I’m also going out on a limb to say that our resolutions are sometimes prone to be unrealistic, lofty, and unattainable. Some would say that they need to be out of reach to push us. I’m taking a second look at my goals-for the second year and I’m editing. Maybe that is what failure should inspire us to do-edit. I’m looking at resolutions in light of the good habits they should embody. Maybe I’m the scrooge of New Years, but that’s what I’m doing. The words steady, balanced, attainable and healthy define my goals. I’m good with that. I’ve crossed off those that are lofty, unrealistic, guilt-driven, rash and faddish. My glass is raised to my ‘not so “New” years resolutions’.