It’s the New Year and the season of resolutions. Typically, I don’t make New Year’s Resolutions mainly because it’s never seemed like a genuinely personal thing to me. If I see the need for a change in my life, then I prefer to start at that moment rather than waiting for January.
Christmas has come, and the new year is near. Do you ever think “Is that all there is?” or “Is this all I’ve spent the past three months preparing for?” The kids are fighting again, my husband and I are back at work and life seems to return to normal.
“Tink you, Gramma!” says my two-year-old grandson, Benson. Hearing that just warms my heart! It’s so gratifying to know that my children are teaching their children not only good manners, but to be thankful.
Now that I’m a “little older,” I’ve found that the sense of adventure I once had in my youth has returned – somewhat. I’m a little smarter and a little more wary about the consequences of adventure, but the thrill of trying something new is back with a vengeance!
