I was reading the newspaper this morning. There was an article about a couple of prisoners and their resolutions for the new year.
Hmmmm. News does tend to get stale and I suppose something a bit different is needed to catch the reader’s eye.
After reading the piece I thought a little more about resolutions.
This new year tradition is not really about keeping the promise we make to ourselves late in the evening of December 31st. It’s not about commitment or will power. Or the disappointment when we fail to follow through on our declaration.
It is about hope. Pure and simple.
We make resolutions, year after year, because it represents hope. To be a better person. A healthier person. A kinder person. Whether we even realize it or not. It’s the hope for improvement.
Renewable hope.
Those two guys are in prison but they can still make resolutions. Hoping to be better in the new year. In some way.
We all can.
I wish you a new year filled with health and happiness. And that you carry hope in your heart all year long.
Just Being Mary 