Resolution for the New Year
While there are certainly things that I would like to improve about myself, and, about my life, when it comes to making New Year’s Resolutions, I don’t always know where to begin.
But, as far as resolutions pertaining to the topic of me being in the Sandwich Generation go, there’s one thing I want to learn to do: accept things the things I can’t change.
When my mother was sick, I spent a lot of time worrying about various scenarios, and outcomes. It’s just the way I am. Each time I’d get myself worked up about something, my husband would try to help me remember that, “whatever happens, happens.” When I really worked at it, this brought me comfort.
Funny, it sounds a lot like the Serenity Prayer, which, as a Friend of Bill, my mother understood, but, I still have trouble with it.
Maybe this will be my year.















This little passage here changed my life some years ago. I used to be a serious worrier, to the point of constant anxiety, attacks and all that stuff. It was precious. (No it wasn’t, I’m kidding) Worry was such a prison for me. And oddly enough, once I stopped worrying about the things I worried about….they didn’t always happen and even if they did, I survived them. Amazing.
25″Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[a]?
28″And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Matthew 6
Sounds like what my husband says….”It is what it is.” Frustrates the hell out of me while I am trying to make up scenarios in my head and simultaneously solve all of them.