I was pretty pleased with yesterday’s entry when I wrote it, but the more I considered it throughout the day, the more I realized I didn’t have the phrasing quite right. So upon further reflection and in honor of the spirit of my intent for the new year, here’s my revised thought:
This year I’d like to do things right this time . . . and where that’s not possible yet, I’d like my mistakes to be useful ones, please.
This year I’d like to do things right this time . . . and if that’s not possible, I’d like to make more useful mistakes please.
Not exactly a resolution, but this year I’m going to lighten my load to saner levels and still work on building up my strength.
It wasn’t my original intent to go with a quote for yesterday’s entry, but then I accompanied my son to a “fun New Year’s Eve event for kids” . . . Visualize a kid-friendly Woodstock with less mud, and you’ll have a pretty good picture of what I ended up enduring.
Have I mentioned recently that I hate crowds?
Regardless, I’m glad that I went, if only because it made him happy and gave me the chance to stretch my personal limits a bit. (It didn’t happen, but I did give myself the chance, and as far as I’m concerned, that’s as good a New Year’s thought as any.)
Happy New Year everyone!
As I mentally reviewed the past year, one lesson in particular stood out for me from all the others:
Leave less to chance.
I am in no way disparaging flexibility, because without it I wouldn’t have survived the past year, but time and time again last year tried to teach me the pitfalls of assuming everyone was on the same page, when far too often none of us were even reading the same book.
