Monday, December 31, 2012

"With a Conscience" - "Happy New Year - Part Two"


"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."  - Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Happy New Year!  Welcome the year 2013 with joy and a toast!"  All right, all right, I know ...enough.  We've all been through enough this year.  We've seen too much.  We've heard too much.  This is our world in the New Millennium.  We have literally over-dosed on information so to show my sensitivity, this column will not be talking about news.  No news, is good news.

When I was young, say six or seven years of age, I used to imagine what my life would be like in the year 2000 or now, in 2013.  I couldn't even have possibly imagined in my dreams that our world would come so far and then take such huge dramatic downfalls.  This, however, is what Mom and Dad used to call, "life."  As a child, I would imagine all kinds of things for the years ahead.  I would visualize what I would be doing when I was "all grown up."  I wished and wished and wished....college came and went.  Family and friends got married, had children, got divorced, got remarried.  I witnessed a spiraling world of change, some life-affirming and wonderful, some just terrible.  But I wished and I wished and then one day, I stopped wishing because well, I had turned 40.  I realized that wishing for things wasn't going to make them happen. I stopped wishing. The next few years, the wishing stopped but oddly I started doing more than I ever thought possible. I also realized, I was wrong to stop wishing.  Hopes and dreams breed passion and creativity for new challenges and hopefully success.  Wishing for things can often "will" them to happen.

Here's what I wish folks. 
  • I want to look in my refrigerator and always have the mundane challenge of figuring out what I want to eat.  (There are plenty of people who don't have this issue.)
  • I want the roof over my head to protect me from rain, sleet, snow...I am forever grateful for the roof we have now.  It makes me feel secure.
  • I want my tenth grade teacher "Mrs. Petty" to know that the student she called "border-line illiterate" now teaches AND teaches in a societal climate she could have never survived.
  • I want my friends and my family to know that I understand that no one is perfect, can be perfect, and the moment we try, we are creating insanity for ourselves and those around us.  We are also failing to love the imperfections that make us so damn wonderful.
  • I want the guy at the pizza place, (You know who you are...) to continue to add the extra garlic and tomatoes to our white pizza.  I thank God Almighty, for pizza.  We should all be grateful for pizza.
  • I want to try and keep the same hair color and same length of my hair for at least, oh a year?!  Is this possible?  Only my husband knows for sure. No more frustration about hair for one year! 
  • I want my car to start even in cold weather...always!  I want the frost to automatically scrap itself off too.
  • I want my feet not to hurt so I can continue to wear all of the glorious shoes I have in my closet, particularly the pair of boots I was just given by my brother-in-law.  "These boots were made for walking..."  They have serious attitude and I need and love having a serious attitude when I can.  
  • I want to continue to work on having patience; particularly when I'm in a 55 miles per hour speed zone and the person in front of me is doing 25. There are so many rewards when we remind ourselves that patience is indeed a virtue. We pause, we breathe and find the appropriate solution to just about anything if we remember this...  "Patience in all things...patience with all things."
Happy Happy Happy New Year.  Life will never fully be what we expect it to be.  Sometimes we get spared, sometimes we don't when we are faced with the unexpected. The real question in 2013 is, "How will we cope?"  "Will we break or bend?"  "Will we love or hate?" "Will we forgive or hold a grudge?"  The answers are fairly important to our happiness in 2013 and beyond.

No comments:

Post a Comment