Instead of tuning my guitar, I'm making toast.
Instead of pulling music out for our New Year's Eve service, I'm fluffing a Pillow Pet, readying a video.
My Boy is sick, and my place is here at home with him.
I was struggling an hour and a half ago to write a New Year's Eve post. Only I was having trouble, because I don't typically make a list of resolutions and outline a plan for accomplishment. (Plus, my kids were watching WALL-E, and I felt like I was missing out. Love that movie! So I took a movie break, and now I'm back.)
Sure, I have things I want to do.
I absolutely want to print pictures and scrapbook My Boy's last four years of life. (Somehow life got in the way of scrapbooking.)
I am determined to finish the One Year Chronological Bible I started when My Boy was born. I only have 200 pages left, out of 1,640!
But those seem more appropriate for a list of things to do, not so formal as to call them resolutions.
I guess I don't like the word "resolution" either. "Resolve" seems so close to "resign"---which sounds too much like giving up something you really liked. Let's choose new terminology for a New Year.
How about "envision"?
What's your vision for 2011?
I guess one of my visions for the upcoming year is trying to acknowledge that I've been given a gift of time---time to slow down and be Momma. No heavy volunteer duties. No part-or-full time jobs.
My kids are always flying around, "What's next, Momma?"
"Where are we going in the morning?"
My answer is always the same, with closed eyes and a half-smile, "Let's just see what tomorrow brings."
I look back on life, and my prayers mimic their questions.
"What's next, Dad?"
"Where are we going now?"
"When will we get there?"
And a voice older than time is laughing, saying to me,
"Slow down. Let's just see what tomorrow brings."
Here's to our New Year---365 days full of possibility!
(Look at that beautiful, empty calendar square! Wonder what we'll do tomorrow...)
Happy New Year!