Just for Me
Need A Few Birthday Resolutions? You Can Borrow Some Of Mine
This past weekend I turned the BIG 39, and while it was not technically one of those momentous birthdays-- like turning 35 and being kicked out of that coveted 18-34 year old demographic, or turning 21 and drinking until I proceeded to black out in a bar until the bouncer hoisted my body into a cab. After which my roommate got our doorman to carry me out of the cab and put me in bed.
Instead, turning 39 was marked by an early bird dinner with my husband and bedtime at the far too early hour of 9pm. And while my 38th year was marked by goals like my fierce determination to NEVER again lose yet another sock to the dryer (of course I failed miserably!) it was those life-altering ones, like learning to let go of my anger, which were truly the hardest for me to actually follow through on. But before I beat myself to a pulp, let's get real here for a second, just how many of us truly follow through with our life altering, I’m really going to do this in the new year resolutions, past a few days after our actual birth date?
Well, I’ll be honest, it’s not that I’m not capable of committing and following through- heck, when I got that gift basket of chocolate for my birthday I was determined to finish every last confection, and I can proudly say that I completed that task. I left no wrapper unwrapped, no ribbon untied and no box unopened. So you see, I really can follow through with resolutions. It’s just the truly significant, life- altering ones that somehow always manage to throw me for a loop…like trying to give my husband, who has decided to hang up his stethoscope for good, the support he needs, or trying not to stir the pot with my relatives too much, or getting back to my wedding gown weight.
So where does that leave me as I look at cooking up my birthday resolutions for my 39th year on this earth? I think finally, I am learning that plans and goals are not set in stone. They’re ephemeral and simply fabricated to keep every single one of us from laying in bed all day watching marathon episodes of Will & Grace, and therefore if you break them, life will undoubtedly continue and give you another shot at achieving them.
Still, if this post is leaving you unsatisfied and clamoring for those much touted resolutions, here are mine for my 39th year, in a nutshell, care of a brilliant musician who just so happened to live in Staten Island (the place I call home) for a brief period; Ingrid Michaelson, “Our lives are brief. Tell someone you love them. Cry. Eat good food. Make something that you are proud of. Live your life with big joy.”