This completely sums up the extent of my resolutions for this new year. I toyed with the idea of having actual resolutions, but they are just a repeat of what I hoped to accomplish the previous year and all the previous years before.
Even as I type this, I am envisioning myself pedaling 3000 miles on my bike, killing it in the gym, writing like a fiend, and turning back time and genetics until I’m 5’10”, blonde, built like a brick shit house and author of a best seller. Damn! I look goood!
A girl can only take so much reality before breaking out the chocolate cake.
Speaking of, we had some tonight for Dave’s birthday. Homemade – my mom’s recipe she used to make for us when we were kids. Homemade frosting too. Yeah, I rock.
My point is – I tend to over blow things. Knowing this about myself does not keep me from doing it.
So this year, my only resolution is to be grateful in all circumstances. The good, the bad and the ugly. Even when I want to shake my fist and scream at God. Because this is my life, and while I may not always get to choose what happens to me, I do get to choose how I will react to it. Yeah, I know – I sound like a cliche, but I am learning that this is the only way to have peace in the midst of turmoil. To have joy in the midst of pain. God is good. All the time.
So that’s really all I got today. Plus, remembering to write “2015” really will take up most of my bandwidth for the first three months. We’ll talk again in March. Ha!
The cake queen,