Anti-Resolutions Are A Thing and I'm Doing Them. Show of hands for those of us who have already busted our New Year's Resolutions!! Who cares, really? I personally have quit making lists of resolutions that frustrate me by 2:13pm on January 2nd. I'm a wife, a mother, a student, a nurse, a stepmother, a daughter, a writer, a podcaster, a friend, and NO I CANNOT DO IT ALL STOP TELLING ME TO PUT MORE PRESSURE ON MYSELF. So, I've joyfully joined the Anti-Resolution Revolution. It's kind of like Festivus, but for New Years. IT'S FOR THE REST OF US. And clearly I chose to jump in on January 4th, because that's when I felt like it. The Anti-Resolution does require a smidge of introspection, however. Take a moment to consider the ways in which you've been making your own life HARDER. How have you been keying up frustration for yourself that doesn't need to be there? Pressure that dampens your soul, thoughts that you allow to stick around l
It's so funny as you get older, as you become more introspective and are able to see pieces of your parents in your personality, your way of life, how you parent your own children. Sometimes, you're like "OH MY GOD I HAVE TO CHANGE THAT" and others, you think: I totally got that from my Mom. Mom and I, circa 1982-ish I see it replicated in the next generation right before my eyes. My daughter not only has my face, but is my personality through and through. But where did MINE come from? Well, primarily I believe my personality traits come from my Dad. Like being a smartass, needing to figure EVERYTHING out (he is in law enforcement, I'm from the emergency room) and being an introvert (but extroverted when social situations call for it. Like being a sheriff). But what came from Mom? When I really think about it, it's a lot of the things I love about myself (and yes it's good for the soul to