Resolution: an answer or solution to something.
I have never really understood why we make resolutions on New Year’s Eve. Then again, I have quit more things than I have succeeded at.
According to commercials, resolutions are the answers to our lives. If I spend less, work out more, enjoy life to the fullest, and finally organize my movie collection in order of most explosions to least, then I will truly be accomplished. Only then will I have something to put my self-worth into, which will finally make me happy. Well, at least until February when I bring a doughnut on the treadmill with me.
What’s gets longer lasting results, addressing the symptom or looking for the cause of it?
I asked my old friend Pat what his resolution was for this year. He told me he didn’t feel like promising to do something he wasn’t going to do. I asked him if he would consider giving up cookies. He hung up on me and his wife called back to say he wasn’t speaking to me until after the New Year. Pat quit talking to me one other time back in the days of The Castle. In college we lived with four other guys in a house that smelled like socks and urine with a couch you’d be embarrassed to sit on. It just upset him to the point he would have to leave every time he saw me. It was probably just jealousy over my rugged good-looks, but he thinks I ate his leftovers one too many times or shaved an inappropriate shape in his chest hair, you know, something trivial. After a while, we could not remember why we weren’t talking, so we became friends again and quit harping on trying answering the issue we could not remember. It was better to be more resolute in treating our friendship like it was something worthwhile.
It’s easy to struggle when things get tough. It is even easier to give up on those struggles because of the effort involved. Before I had children, I blamed my parents for the decisions I made. I was convinced that I had been given too much and not enough slack in my life and it resulted in my current situation. After I had children, I wonder how they survived me. We all make choices in our lives and I can choose to flail about in the river of life or find the undercurrent and head the course. There will be obstacles and there will be failures, but the water keeps on moving whether I like it or not. I don’t know why we do the things we do, but I think an even better question to ask is why should we do them?
Maybe the answer is right there in front of me and I am looking at it in the wrong way. Being happy is not about having all of the answers and succeeding at everything I do. Happiness is pursuing the things that make life worthwhile. After all, at the base of a resolution is to be resolute, which is an adjective meaning admirably purposeful, determined, and unwavering. It is a description, not a person, place or thing. This year I want figure out not only what I want of myself in the coming year, but why I want to go after it. Since I’m having trouble coming up with an answer to why I would want to learn karate on a hovercraft in the piranha infested Amazon, I think my resolution will be, to be resolute.
Another year will pass, a huge lit up ball will drop, and novelty sunglasses will continue to be sold for the purpose of one evening. Life does not always make sense, but if you are headed the right direction it doesn’t need to. The Dad Brothers don’t have all of the answers, but this year they will be resolute in trying to find them.
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