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These last few days have been a time of intentional awareness for the gifts of my life. An opportunity to be shored up with gratitude - enough to summon up some courage and reach toward what would seem impossible. Better than New Year's resolutions, these wishes are borne on the strength of a grateful heart.
- Unpack. That "easy" move to the new house from just across the street was not exactly all that. At the very least, there are boxes of books and enough stacks of random "stuff" that I cannot park in the garage. Yet.
- Write more, second-guess less. I am defeated most often by my own self-doubt. With some practice, perhaps I'll be able to turn down the volume on those gremlins.
- The little black dress. Surely this is the year. C'mon. Otherwise my initial thoughts about the gym are correct - that it is just punishment for getting older.
- Embrace the moment. Every one is a gift. It is often in the smallest of moments when the universe reveals itself to our limited human eye. Trying not to miss it.
- Colts to the Superbowl. Because I'm a big, nerdy fan.
- Two beautiful twin girls would knock at my door. Yes, our worlds are 25 years and a universe apart, but in so much beauty and wonder, there could be room enough for our own moment.
- Health to my clan. Health enough for us to love our families, serve with compassion, and witness the daily miracles as they manifest.
- Peace. That we might be a country not at war.
- A sustainable, living houseplant. Released from the curse of the black thumb.
And with an extra shot of courage for those more audacious, bigger-than-me wishes:
Finally, the most audacious of all:
"Life is like a cigarette, smoke it to the butt." ~ Harvie Krumpet