‘Tis the season for publically listing goals and
aspirations. “Tis the season for telling anyone who chooses to listen what we
will and will not do for the next 365 days. It’s resolution time.
Resolutions are fanciful. The idea of them carries us from
the start of the adult debauchery season (Halloween) through such a time as
when we’re ready to admit we’ve had enough (Christmas). Resolutions (in my
opinion) represent the best of us. They say “here’s something of which I am not
proud. I recognize this behavior is not indicative of the person I want to be
and I hereby announce my decision to be better.” Resolutions represent honest
and unprovoked self-reflection. No one can force you to make resolutions. That,
to me, is their beauty. It’s not that often people admit their faults and
commit to addressing them. Long live resolutions!
Now – on the eve of 2013 – it’s my turn. It’s time for me to
name those attributes I typically ignore. Beyond naming them, I have to face
them. This is probably the most significant resolution-ing of my life. Last
year I totally avoided the process. I dedicated 2012 to making 30 über fabulous. I celebrated three decades of doing what I was
supposed to do by doing everything I wanted to do. I relished in the fact that
I answered to no one. I exercised my independence in a way that I was
previously incapable of doing. Trust me when I say 2012 was a success from
start to near finish. (We still have some hours to go yet.) Along the way,
there were some issues I noticed and that I batted away. I was focused on fun
in 2012 and I did not let anything get in the way of that. But I’m still me. So
I also took some notes. 2013 cannot be the same party that 2012 was. Been
there. Done that. Moving on. I have goals larger than myself. It’s daunting.
But it’s time I get cracking.
I have to be better.
I have to a better sister, by listening to Derek. Though I
typically disagree with his decisions, he really does mean well. He needs to be
able to come to me for advice after both of our parents lecture him. I tried
(in 2012) to not to be involved. That backfired when (a few weeks before
Christmas) my family dumped a load of “what’s really been happening) onto my
psyche. I couldn’t sleep for a week. I’m pleased to report things are looking
up for all parties these days, though there is a need to steady vigilance.
I have to be a better daughter, by recognizing my parents
are getting older. They need their own watching. My dad is that guy who doesn’t
like to book his own flights. Though he’s really into his tablet and everything
that uses the Android OS, so he’s not giving up. My mom takes on too much and
needs help simplifying. Much of my life is automated for convenience. But I
don’t have a seven year old. There’s no reason I can’t take the time to share
simplicity lessons with my mom.
I have to be a better granddaughter, by visiting and calling
my only grandma more often. I could give you some great excuses, but they would
still be excuses.
I have to be a better Danie, by looking beyond the short
term. I have to go the gym, not buy larger clothes. I have to network on my
own, not wait for invites. I have to decide what path I want to take, not
decide just from the options that present themselves. I have to talk to men,
not feign indifference or wait for them to talk to me. I have to grow up in
2013. I have to take the steps that will bring me to the Danie I see in the
future.
Dear 2012: you were amazing. You were everything I wanted you to be and even more. You were full of debauchery and vices. You gave me everything I needed and nothing I didn’t. You were stellar and I will forever cherish our time together as among the best in my life. However, you’re no longer what I need. We can’t recreate what was. Even if we could, I wouldn’t. You’ve prepared me to take the next steps without you. Now I’m excited. And I thank you for that.
I like this:
ReplyDeleteThey say “here’s something of which I am not proud. I recognize this behavior is not indicative of the person I want to be and I hereby announce my decision to be better.” Resolutions represent honest and unprovoked self-reflection.
I've never been a big fan of resolutions because it often seems that people just make them to make them and don't really care that much about putting in the effort. But the way you put it, that's the kind of resolution I'd like to make.
Good luck, Danie.