New Year’s Day is almost here. It’s time again to make resolutions to become a better me. Not!
They say resolutions are made to be broken. I am guilty as charged. Thus the only resolution I’ll make is not to make any resolutions ever again.
Why should I when these are things I can’t or won’t do/complete? Like losing 20kg of my weight, buying that Mercedes, doing the bungee jump, going to Mount Everest base camp, and so on.
It will be a major milestone as I turn 60 in 2019. Each day I wake up is already a huge blessing … an unconditional extension to the short lease on life.
There’s no need for resolutions to try to do things which I cannot achieve. Keeping up with the Joneses, Alis, Ah Chongs, and Muthus is not for me. Not anymore.
If there is anything I hope to achieve, it would be without any physical effort or spending even a sen. It won’t be a commitment which I cannot keep and then renew it every year-end in the form of a resolution.
As such, for 2019 and beyond, I want to be who I am. To be happy. To give and receive love. To keep moving forward and remaining positive no matter what the odds.
To everyone else, here’s a toast to good health, joy and peace always. Happy New Year.