I don’t make new years resolutions. I don’t know that I ever have. Not because I am afraid I won’t keep them or because I am holding out against a tradition, but because I have learned that it isn’t about starting a year out and deciding to be a better friend, better mate, better mom, lose weight or any of the other resolutions that are so common today. Each and every day is an opportunity for a new start. Each and every day, upon waking, it is up to me to decide on that day to try to be a better friend, a better mate, a better mom, a better person than I was the day before. I often fail. As much as I hate to admit it there are many nights when I lay down to go to sleep and I know that I was not a better person that day. So I sleep and try again the next day.
I am not saying that New Years resolutions are wrong, in fact I will always support the people who have shared their plans for a better them, with me. I am just saying I know myself well enough to know that if I give myself an entire year to ‘be better’ I will fail every single time.