Most days, I run around the house like a headless chicken. When I find myself doing that, I take down a pen and a small journal and write, “I resolve to be calm and more introspective.” The next day, I find myself reading the words I wrote and asking myself, “Why did I write that? I don’t make resolutions anymore!”
Some days, I find myself with absolutely nothing to say. I mean, how many times can I tell you what I do after the morning’s first cup of coffee? And I have, right? Told you all? Oh, yeah, as if you didn’t know I clean the bedrooms. Every single day.
Then, I take pen and paper again and write “I resolve to write even when I have nothing to say.” While I am tempted to go “Why did I write that?” again, sitting here and churning out words one after the other, I suddenly remember how good it feels to write and see thoughts form from mere words. So there. I guess you’re stuck with one resolution from me, after all.
Resolutions- they are so easy to make and even easier to break. But if there’s one thing I resolve to do, it is to keep at this blog, even on days when my life seems to be at a standstill. I know it will not be easy. Most of the time, my home is just like any other home, my life as common as any other. I don’t fly off at the spur of the moment. I don’t traipse around the world. But I live each day the best I can, with gratitude for each breath I take, as a homage to the One who created me. Perhaps, that is enough.
So as we settle into the daily routine of life, I commit to staying, to writing, to living. One word at a time. One day at a time.