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This year already feels different from years gone by.
In the past, it seemed like all everyone could talk about during the first week of a new year was resolutions, most of them having to do with losing weight, getting fit, or turning over some kind of new leaf.
But then, each year just seemed to get worse and worse! Remember how relieved everyone was to put 2016 behind us? Why bother with resolutions? Just getting through seemed like enough. None of the following few years seemed to get any better.
Then the pandemic hit.
2020 was the worst year any of us could have imagined. The whole thing was one giant global trauma, like a carnival ride from hell we were all thrilled to disembark. Only it didn’t get any better in 2021. We’re still trying to steady our hands and stop our hearts from racing.
On New Year’s Eve, I was at a party with 15 or so other people, and as we toasted and hugged in 2023, not one person said “happy new year.” Not one. I realized that just hearing the phrase feels more like a dare or a threat than a wish for good.
So… resolutions? Not so much. I’ve noticed that this year on social media almost nobody has posted anything. No family, friend or congregant has mentioned any to me. I have none. I know I gained a few pounds over the holidays, as I do every year, but I’m not putting any pressure on myself. I’m just going to be kind to myself, treat myself to healthy eating, and let things be what they will be.
I hope you’ll do the same. I hope you’ll be kind to yourself. We all deserve that.
In Peace,
Rev. Denis
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