You know that feeling you get around the approaching holidays? It’s that feeling of excitement, nostalgia, bittersweetness, and sometimes sadness. What am I thankful for? What should I buy everyone for Christmas this year? And the ever impending, what is my New Year’s resolution going to be? I for one, have never been one to focus on resolutions. If I want to make a change, or give myself a challenge, or focus my energy on something, I do it at any time of the year! Why wait for January 1st? It’s too much pressure to make it a once-a-year situation.
But this year, I’m taking a new stance.
I already know what you’re thinking…why is she writing about New Year’s resolutions when it is not even Thanksgiving yet…? This is why, my friends: The new year is only 6 weeks away. Only 6. It seems like a lot, but it’s a very little. And my new stance requires some planning. So, here it is.
Start the new year by doing all the things that we do not like to do. Mainly? Health checkups. For me, this means going to see the dentist and my lady doctor (Ughhhhh) the one person I avoid as much as I possibly can. There is no instance in life that makes you feel more vulnerable and akin to a science project as when you are naked under a measly paper dress, lying on your back, staring back and forth at the florescent ceiling lights and the daunting steel speculum, your little feet in icy metal stirrups, answering questions about your past sex-capades in the same sentence as reviewing your grandmother’s breast cancer history. BUT! Enough fantasizing about next week’s appointment’s, it MUST be done! Guys, I’m sure that quick grope and a cough are equally as traumatizing. But, again, it has to be done.
This has really been on my mind lately. I read a story in the news about a 40 year old woman, dying of cervical cancer, lying in her hospice bed in her home and watching her 1 year old daughter play next to her in her final days on earth. For some reason, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I could not stop thinking about her and how her life trajectory changed in the blink of an eye. After focusing on her tragedy for a while, I decided to let her circumstance be the slap in the face that I need to get my butt in gear. In that moment, I made a promise to m