January 2, 2021
I’ve been reading New Year’s resolutions people are making and posting on-line. As I read them I’m reminded of the resolutions I made as a teenager and even a young adult. I don’t remember many details, of course, but I do remember I didn’t keep them for more than a few days—for years I stopped making them altogether as a result. Nevertheless, the idea of making resolutions now intrigues me, so this year I decided to renew the tradition.
Each day as I write in my personal daily journal, I’m going to try to acknowledge at least one aspect of my life for which I am especially grateful. Not a ‘general all-encompassing gratefulness’ but a specific aspect that made yesterday better, in some way or another. The act doesn’t have to be a major event or action—it can be as simple as recognizing the ever-changing yet repetitive vistas of the bluffs across the road, or the birds feasting on the porch with the Mississippi River reflecting the skies above. The sole criteria is that the occurrence gave me joy.
For example, yesterday I shared a walk with my daughter down our country road. While walking we easily chatted about the now-adult grandchildren, the latest post she wrote (which was so beautiful), haircuts, recipes, and other ‘girl’ talk. Her presence always brings me pure joy. No pressure; just easy conversation and companionship.
I am consistently grateful for the meals Keith prepares. He is so creative, much more than I had been these past few years. I’m also grateful for our practice of sharing of a good book together; I read aloud as Keith sits nearby. We’ve been doing this for a number of years now and it has been so enjoyable to experience a book together then to discuss it.
And, now due to COVID there are the zoom calls from my son Steven and our Estonian family, which allow me to see and talk with my four-year-old great granddaughter. I get to see her dolls and her drawings, and her ‘spins on her toes.’ Every two weeks I zoom with my lifelong college gals, which are always a hoot, as invariably one of us will have great difficulty ‘getting on-line’—usually me, while the others are coaching.
There is also the warmth of my cat as she curls up on my lap and rewards me with her purrs, and I return the affection by stroking her silky coat. This year I’m enjoying the chickens who make me giggle every morning as they run out to greet Keith with their awkward waddling gaits and cackles; anticipating the food delicacies he has brought them. And I had best not forget the dogs, who are ever faithful and loyal. Even though I think the snow is beautiful, as February and March arrive, I try to remind myself that winter will soon turn to spring, flowers will bloom, birds will return, and the sun will shine longer.
Yes, these are my resolutions, along with my daily gratitude for my family and friends, and you, my readers. Your comments help make me feel as if I still have a purpose in life—please keep them coming.
In closing I send my sincere wishes to each of you for a year filled with love, grace, friendship, and health.