My New Year’s Resolutions have changed over the years.
They used to be “Lose ten pounds,” “Write a book,” or “Go zip lining.” Now, they are things like “Watch more sunsets,” “Dance while cooking dinner,” “Go to a coffee shop once a week.”
I was always driven to accomplish. Now, I just want more happy moments in my day. I want to smile more. I want to laugh more. I want to worry less.
Maybe it’s my cantankerous middle age. Maybe I’m just tired. I felt less drawn to declare “New Year, New Me” when the clock struck midnight.
My word for the year is curiosity. It’s less about doing and more about being. It’s filled with a desire for creativity, adventure and joy. I’m curious to see how that plays out.