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I have got to admit - January is definitely not my favorite month of the year. As I write this morning, the blistering wind is hollering outside and snow snakes are dancing across the frozen lake. It is cloudy, cold, and darker than usual and I really just ponder greatly about returning to my warm bed and pulling the covers up over my head. My motivation is less than optimum and I am trying to work through writer's block. As new stories dance in my head, I seem to ignore them and look for a new series to lose myself in on TV. I admire those of you that make New Year's resolutions and stick to them. I have friends that are going to the gym, working out, eating a healthier diet, and not drinking alcohol. I currently want to eat a bag of potato chips with French onion dip, sip on a dirty martini, and lay on the couch. I did put a new battery in my treadmill remote and dusted it off. I am sure it is calling my name but it is falling on deaf ears.
Then I hear that voice in my head! It is my mom, Emagean. (fortunately or unfortunately this occurs more that I care to admit). She was the matriarch of our family and always had an opinion or something to say. To say my mom was opinionated would be an understatement. She would tell me "Life is short and you never get this day back, so you should never waste a day". I also recall her saying "Life is also not perfect and it doesn't always go the way we want it, but you need to get up and do something because you are in charge of what happens". As in most cases, she was usually right and her voice is very hard to ignore. I think there are other people that go through a funk after the holidays are over. Somehow we, or I, need to change my thinking and start looking on the brighter side. Maybe January exists to remind us that better days are ahead and hopefully we will appreciate them more after this month is over. We are inching closer to spring and how glorious it will be when it gets here.
So I will say a prayer for more positive days, and remind myself of how blessed I am. I pledge to get up, get moving, and work on looking at life in a better way. One of my favorite things to say is "I have a plan, but God may have a different one". So I will make a plan and take a leap of faith in order to see what the next day brings. I will pray for those less fortunate, and for the people in California who have lost everything.
If we focus on others and less on ourselves, I am pretty sure January will fly by. I am so anxious to see what lies ahead. By the way, Mom, I still hear your voice and I am listening.....and I really miss you.
Remember to be grateful...........
Until we talk again......................
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