All the talk about “resolutions” the past couple of weeks has kind of worn me out. “What are your ‘resolutions’ for the upcoming year?” is a question that takes more than a minute or two of contemplation and planning. You’re expected to have all of your big goals for the upcoming year in place before the glitzy ball drops, then afterward there is this enormous pressure to toe the ‘resolution’ line or face ugly consternation, perhaps even mockery, from your family and friends.
So I ate a donut. Is the world going to end? I skipped the gym. Sue me.
Through the years, sometimes I have made resolutions and sometimes I’ve let the whole thing slide. The years I didn’t make any resolutions always felt a bit hollow. Like I wasn’t trying hard enough. And the years I did make resolutions I ended up not sticking to them because they were, for the most part, lame. I made them just to say I did.
And I always felt weird waiting around for January first to start the resolutions I’d made. What’s so magical about that particular day? I mean, isn’t every day the beginning of a new year? If you really want to do something, why not start on February 22nd or September 7th? Why not start today? This is, after all, the first day of the rest of your life, which is a little more spectacular in my mind than the first day of a calendar year.
So this year, I’m compromising. I am going to make a resolution, but only one.
I am going to treat each day like it is the first of January. That’s it.
Each day I will have the opportunity to better myself without the guilt of failed resolutions hanging heavy around my neck from the month before. I can start something new or I can hone old skills. I can reach out when I need help and withdraw when I need to recharge. I can be furiously busy one day and a little lazy the next because tomorrow will not be an empty repeat of today.
No, tomorrow will be a day with its own challenges. A day with its own rewards. A day that is not chained to past failures. A day not dependent on past glories. A day unlike any other has ever been or will ever be.
I want to go to bed at night knowing I did that day justice. Knowing I did what was fitting for my current circumstance, not something I forced because of a silly resolution I made six months ago.
I guess, basically, I resolve to live in the present.
What’s your resolution?
K. Kris Loomis is the author of the humorous travel memoir, Thirty Days In Quito: Two Gringos and a Three-Legged Cat Move to Ecuador. She also writes adult parables and short stories as well as books about yoga and meditation. Kris is a determined chess player, an origami enthusiast, a classically trained pianist, and a playwright. She lives in South Carolina with her husband and two cats.
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