1977 I will not wear a leisure suit or anything else made from polyester. I will make my mother love me.
1981 My legs are not cold. I will not wear legwarmers. No matter what Olivia Newton John says. I will gain my mother's approval.
1982 I will not get a mohawk. I will not wear spandex. I will loose my virginity. I will gain my mother's approval.
1983 I will not wear my sunglasses at night. I will earn my mother's approval.
1984 I am above fads. I will not imitate Wham! I will not wear white in winter. I will not subject myself to tanning beds. I will not wake you up before I go go. I will make my mother love me.
You can sort of see how the ensuing years went.
This year is going to be different. 2007 was so good to me, I have decided to build upon the successes of the last year.
So THEREFORE BE IT RESOLVED that in 2008 I WILL CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY.
I think happiness is a conscious choice. I know several people who, sadly, seem to choose to be unhappy. My mother was one of them. She was closest to "happy" when she was miserable. I don't want to be one of those people.
So, at the end of the day, I choose to be happy. It doesn't mean that bad or sad things aren't going to happen...I am sure they will. But I have a wonderful life. I have a wonderful wife who, after 16 years, still makes me laugh. I have a son who I can tell will grow up to be a good person. I have a lovely home. I have a job I enjoy going to where I feel valued.
Let's close out this first post of 2008 with Psalm 30, one of my favorites.
A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; of David.
O LORD my God, I cried unto Thee, and Thou didst heal me;
O LORD, Thou broughtest up my soul from the nether-world; Thou didst kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye godly ones, and give thanks to G-d's holy name.
For G-d's anger is but for a moment, G-d's favor is for a life-time; weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Now I had said in my security: 'I shall never be moved.'
Thou hadst established, O LORD, in Thy favor, my mountain as a stronghold--Thou didst hide Thy face; I was affrighted.
Unto Thee, O LORD, did I call, and unto the LORD I made supplication:
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise Thee? shall it declare Thy truth?
Hear, O LORD, and be gracious unto me; LORD, be Thou my helper.'
Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent; O LORD my G-d, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.
"...[W]eeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning." I really like that.
May the New Year be filled with Peace, Joy, and Blessings.