I will come clean. I have broken the resolutions I made already. There were only three.
Nevertheless, I feel much better, because at my age I don’t like obligations, and those things would make me feel badly, and then I couldn’t eat or sleep from worry, and then I would be in awful shape.
The “not eating so much” would be OK, I guess. Oh well, that is over for another year.
More important, I had a lovely surprise. I heard a wonderful story about the courage of a 15-year-old boy, sneaking out of a communist country, obtaining a visa and getting to America.
As soon as he was able, he began sending money back to his family, providing a better life for the whole family and becoming a very successful businessman in America.
I felt so grateful and humble to hear his story. It made me realize again how lucky I have been to be part of brave family members who made that lonely and scary trip in the late 1700s.
Look back and find the sacrifices your family made to get to America (since we are ALL immigrants) and relish the grit and determination it took to make that journey.
Ask others about their stories, and you will be glad you did. They are better than fiction. Remember, fiction comes from the history of all of us.
It seems winter has arrived, so be sure to check on others who might not have someone to see they are safe, and enjoy the time as it goes by, since it will be spring before you know it.
Always the optimist! It has served me well in the past. Hope is there, just look around you.
One resolution I try to keep: being kind. You all can do that one!
I am grateful to you all.
Note to readers: Nedda Simon of rural Princeton can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.