It is 1:55 am Thursday morning on the 15th of January and I wanted to write about my 2015 resolutions when I realized by being awake at this hour, I already broke one of them.
As most people, my list include the usual resolutions such as eating healthy and nutritious food, try to find some time to exercise (the keyword here is 'try'), sleep early, write more (especially on my blogs) to develop my intellect, read more books, watch films at the cinema.
Yet by the 15th day of 2015, I have already reneged on about 80% of the items I listed above ... great! But naturally, I can say don't be too hard on yourself, you still have 11 months to go - there is still time.
But the glaring truth is well there isn't enough time. For most of 2014, I was cooped up in hospital rooms taking care of either my sister or my mother and this really put me in quite a pensive and reflective mood and I realize that life is indeed short.
During this particular Yuletide holidays, I've seen how frail and fragile my parents are now in their late 70s as they struggled during long walks, had difficulty climbing stairs and would tire easily. As I sort through the numerous pictures taken during our trip, I notice a certain fatigue behind their smiling faces and it tugs at my heartstrings.
In this regard, I now know that resolutions are meant to be broken, that wishes and desires often never get fulfilled and frustration sets in like angry waves crashing against the shore.
Therefore, I resolve to stop questioning my purpose in life and stop self doubt from overpowering my judgement as well as to treat each dawning day as a blessing and be grateful for life, itself.
2 comments:
that's a wise realization. i hope that we are all happier in 2015.
Yes and yes! Every single moment is a gift and meant to be cherished.
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