According to psychologists, today is the most depressing day
of the year. It’s January. It’s the 3rd Monday of the month. All of
the holiday bills are due, and its cold. Most New Year’s Resolutions have been
broken, and Valentine’s plans are not yet in the making. BLAH.
Last year, I had a nice list of resolutions to accomplish,
and although I did make progress, I am not nearly as close as I thought I would
be a year later. This year, I have one resolution: just ‘BE’.
Be happy, sad, enlightened, motivated, scared. Be cautious, bold,
jealous, thankful, optimistic and depressed. Be a great Mom, a lousy Mom, and a
‘let’s just get through the day’ Mom. Be the best friend my husband has ever
had, a grumpy mess, and a quiet crusader of our marriage. Be unorganized,
chaotic and frantic. Be calm, cool, collected and well prepared. Be noticed and
forgotten. Be smart, stupid, stubborn and oblivious. Be wrong and right, and everywhere in the middle.
Be friendly, warm, inviting and open. Be introverted, closed
and guarded. Be the person my children will look up to and admire, and be the
person they will discuss in therapy sessions. Be lazy, be boring, be fabulous.
This year I am giving myself permission to be myself.
Whatever the day brings. Be in the moment, feel the love, the pain, the disappointment,
the joy – or mentally check-out and know that tomorrow will be another day.
Unapologetically, just ‘BE’.
