It’s January 1st — so let’s just start things off with these three little words: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Inherent in this greeting is a challenge. Or maybe a command or perhaps a wish, depending on how you look at it.
The word is “happy.”
Reality says that you may already be in epic fail mode. You wake up New Year’s day and your house is trashed, you have a killer hangover, you lost your purse, you didn’t get a kiss at midnight, or you did and it was with the wrong person… and so on. You’re many things, but happy isn’t one of them, and so now the Baby New Year is just another teary-eyed infant, all cranked up to demand your attention and leave you exhausted and spent.
Sorry to bum you out, but if there is one thing I’m all about, it’s semantics.
And often resolutions are nothing but hollow words that we utter with absolutely no intention of follow-through.
Still, the urge to start fresh, to set some meaningful goals, and to look out at 365 new opportunities is irresistible. Sending wishes out into the ether is a joyous, bubbly exercise that feels as delicious and delightful as downing a flute of Veuve Cliquot.