Today, I noticed some new faces in the gym, a few getting an early start on their New Year’s resolution to get fit.  The start of a new year always seems to bring a flood of exercisers in for the same reason, some of whom will stay and many who will fade out by spring.  They will begin a new diet or, perhaps, quit smoking.  At some level, a new year symbolizes a new beginning for most of us, a chance to change and start fresh with the changes that we want in our lives.  We live in excess on New Year’s Eve while vowing to become better versions of ourselves on January 1st.

The past years have given me ample opportunity for my resolutions, none of which I managed to follow the way that I was sure that I would, though I am proud to say that I have followed through with some of them later on.  I did quit smoking and I have been consistent in the gym but, no, I never managed to get that big promotion at work and I’m still struggling to be the famous author that I’ve always dreamed of becoming.

This year, there are no resolutions for me.  I’ve finally realized that, though I have much room for improvement, I love who I am and set my goals daily rather than annually, to be better, a better wife and mother, a better daughter and friend, a better writer and employee, just better.  I vow to be a better version of me for myself and for all of you, my readers, family and friends.

I wish you all a very prosperous, happy and successful 2018 of just appreciating who you’ve already become.  Enjoy and many blessings.