I have a distinct fear of failure. That's why New Year Resolutions frighten me. I've tried in the past to lose 20 pounds or exercise daily, only to find myself wallowing in the pit of overwhelming defeat. But this year, I'm facing my fears and making only two distinct resolutions for the year.
My first resolution is too private to share here, but one I'm committed entirely to. My second one I feel just as passionate about. I am determined to make better, purposeful choices daily.
It could be a healthier meal, a casual conversation with one of my sons about the ways of God, or perhaps a sweet note to my husband reminding him of the reasons I love him so. I think of the possibilities as these positive choices accumulate over the year.
My husband, sons and daughter are my most precious blessings. As I look at the next two years our lives will inevitably change. We will have Sunny continuing in her new-birthed career, 3 in college and our baby-bird Nemo facing the high school years. What do I want to leave my three collegiates with? What impression of life do I want them to have as they leave these hallowed doors of home?
We've had so many changes this year. We join the majority of those feeling the financial hardships of the future. We've left our home of 4 years in Texas, our Southern friends and continue to miss them. We have a new home, new schools, new careers. These changes and these hardships can bring about the best, or the worst. Our attitudes are the rutters and our faith is our compass.
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