I made New Year’s resolutions this morning. Wrote them down in the journal I write in every day before I get out of bed. I had expected to write the usual: lose 10 pounds, get more disciplined, get more organized. But when I started writing, my brain wouldn’t let me list any of those things. I guess it knew from experience that I wouldn’t follow through. So instead of writing what I’d intended, I found myself writing things I have a better chance of doing — to love more, laugh more, enjoy more.
That’s my hope for each of you, too. That whether or not you lose your 10 pounds or get more organized, or whatever it is you think you should do, that you love more, laugh more, and enjoy life more.
Happy New Year!