I really wanted to call this post Grease Is The Word Is The Word That You Heard, but I couldn’t make it work. And I really, really tried to tie it in. So let’s just pretend, ok?
January 5th, 2009Today is the day when we get back to reality around here. Sleeping in everyday is over. Eating out will be cut way back too.
It has been a good, restful break. I really could use a few more days. But real life and her routine is knocking on our door and today we will have to let her in.
(Even though I would like to slam the door shut and pull my kids into my bed and stay warm under the covers all day.)
I have no resolutions for this New Year. This year I have A Word.
Believe me, if I had resolutions they would be the same as the ones from years past. Every year in the days leading up to January 1st, I resolve that come January 1, I WILL…
lose weight (of course!)
exercise first thing in the morning everysingleday (sure I will!)
get up earlier and get myself prepared for the day (yes I will!)
wear makeup and dress nicely every day when I am leaving the house (you know it!)
cook delicious dinners every night that taste great and are very healthy (I’m a dreamer!)
keep the house perfectly clean and organized (a big dreamer!)
never yell and talk calmly to my kids at all times in a happy voice (Oh. Lord.)
and basically, you know, be perfect in every way (go big or go home.)
So year after year I’ve made these same resolutions. Come January 1, I was starting over. Waking up perfect. Changing my life.
Yea. Right.
Never happened. Not even once.
Usually, come January 1, I roll over when that alarm goes off. And think, “I’ll start tomorrow.”
I never do. I may start some of the items on my list. I may think about the others. I may even exercise for three or four days in a row.
And then perfect becomes impossible to achieve. Because that is the reality of perfect. It is impossible to achieve.
So I settle back into my old habits, which are practically imperfect in every way.
Resolutions made and abandoned before Groundhog Day.
I’ve never been much of an overachiever anyway.
So this year, 2009, will be different. We’ll just take things as imperfectly as they go around here.
Instead of resolutions, we’ll try a word, instead.
This is a snippet of the article that inspired me:
“ Last year I began a tradition of choosing one word for myself each January - a word that I can focus on, mediate on, and reflect upon as I go about my daily life. Last year my word was something I wanted to bring into my life in a more tangible way.
One little word can have big meaning in your life if you allow yourself to be open to the possibilities. And here’s one thing that is totally interesting: sometimes a word will pop into your brain and it will not make any sense to you right now. Give it some time. Let it percolate a bit. I have often found that our hearts speak to us in very unique ways. Maybe this is a word you need to hear but just aren’t ready for it yet. Again, be open to the possibilities. ”
So this whole concept of choosing a word kind of intrigued me. To be changed, be empowered, be whatever, by just one word. Could that really happen?
I have been trying to think of a word for a while.
BESKINNY seemed a little shallow.
HAVEGREATMAKEUPONEVERYDAY was too long.
BEPERFECT never worked in the past.
So I thought what is that THING, THE ONE THING, that holds me back? The thing that keeps me from being WHO I WANT to be? And I answered myself with A LOT of things. Which didn’t really help.
And then I was doing some reading and THIS quote hit me square between the eyes when I wasn’t even looking.

I had my word.
FORGIVE.
I don’t quite know what it means to me yet.
But I have some ideas.
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