At the end of every year, I’m asked about my New Year’s resolution. I never have a good answer and often say something about going to the gym or being “happier.” This is because resolutions are something I eschew. In my experience, a “New Year’s resolution” is synonymous with “failure.” Every resolution is intended to make me feel better, look better, be better, but at the end of each year, I cannot say I have fulfilled any stated resolution. In fact, I would rather, at the end of each year, consider my resolution in hindsight of the prior year. For instance, for 2013, my resolution proved to be becoming a slightly better teacher, a slightly better mother, and (barring commentary from Gregory) a slightly better wife. None of which had I resolved to do (or to be) at the end of 2012.
Nevertheless, a good friend of mine shared a story relaying a “Wish of Enough.” This wish is a hope that one has a life filled with just enough good things to sustain her/him: “I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.”
So, my resolution this year is to have enough. And I wish the same for you. Happy New Year!