Yes It Is

I've been asked several times recently, what I'm doing for New Years? I take it literally, as in, what am I doing New Year's Eve. But it's also a question of what I am doing for the next 365 days. 

My initial response was I'm not doing anything. Which as I noodle it, is completely untrue. Let me back up the bus a little, I've never been a fan for New Year's Eve parties. There was always anxiety that a person shouldn't hope for good things, as they don't really happen. That if something good happened, then it had to be "paid" for in some way. I know this is a result of dysfunction in younger years. How sad to struggle with this in little and big ways from childhood on. Owning it is the first step. 

So, while I enjoy small gatherings for celebrations, after a time I long for the quiet of home. That's the introvert in me. I had a lovely invitation for a New Years gathering come my way. I was unable to work out the logistics, but my heart is warm from the invitation. It means everything to be remembered and invited. Everything.

I heard someone say that their resolution for the New Year is to say Yes more to things that scare them. I love that. Sometimes we aren't even aware of why we say no, it just feels safer. There are times it is safer, wiser. There are times it's just a habit that needs to shift. I think you have to say Yes mentally first, perhaps repeatedly. Literally say yes, I will say yes more often. Yes, I will. Yes, I will. This concept hits home for a person who is uncertain of trusting the future. Kinda of mind blowing, right? 

Back to the question of what am I doing New Years. I'd like to rephrase my answer. In fact, I won't say I'm not doing anything. I'm doing something even if it is different than what others are doing. I am going to enjoy a quiet evening. I have a good book to read, I'll be gentle with myself. I'll enjoy the company of my dogs. I'll build a cozy fire, and yes, I'll eat some comfort food. I'll say yes to me and what feels comfortable. I'll look for ways, big and small, in the days ahead that challenge me to say yes to opportunities, connection, and trust. 

As always, I'm being led exactly where I need to be and blessed in ways I couldn't begin to imagine. So, in the year ahead may we find the courage to say yes. Sometimes yes is out there, sometimes it's in our hearts.  It's okay to hope for good things, to look forward with faith. Yes, yes, it is. 

Giving...

It never fails, on birthdays, holidays, and especially at Christmas I wish I could do more for my kids. Give them more, lavishly, wholeheartedly. I know we don't need things, but still sometimes it's fun to give things. If I could, I'd give them the moon and stars. I'd pave their way, pay their way, shower them with what makes their heart happy. Except, I don't have that much control. Nor, if I know them well, would they want me to.

We each have to find our own joy, and it rarely comes wrapped in Christmas paper under a tree. Joy is more personal. Joy shifts and changes. Joy is lost and found again often in new ways we couldn't predict. It sometimes comes from the ruins of a dream we thought we had wrapped up. 

Even when I know all this from experience, there is the feeling like I should be doing more. Giving more. Like what I offer is not enough. In fact, I can't give more, I can only give what I am and have today. 

Mostly I have life experience, tempered with grief, seasoned with sarcasm & humor, covered in some dog fur and coated with faith. The list of what I thought I'd be, or have, is longer than Santa's list. 

What I have, what I offer is a flawed human, prone to making mistakes. Bundled in good intentions, and God given talents. There is not enough Christmas paper in the world to wrap all that up. I could tie bows until my fingers fall off, and still not tie up all that love. I can only offer it in tangible and intangible ways to those who grace my life. That starts with my kids and spreads from there. So, if I can't give everything I want, know I'm giving all I've got.