Last week I received a packet of information from the International Dyslexia Society. Included in it was one of those rubber bracelets that Lance Armstrong popularized a few years ago. This one said Forward. I've been wearing it every day. How appropriate for the New Year.
I'm bidding goodbye to 2010. Except for two pretty bad bouts of bronchitis, it was a good year, capped by my three-quarter century birthday (yes, 75).
And now, looking forward: Do I have any resolutions? The usual ones, to exercise and to cut down on sweets. I make these every year. I'm pretty good about the sweets--I don't buy them so of course they aren't there to eat. But even though I pay myself to exercise, I can't say I've made much money. Maybe this year I will, but I'm about as likely to get rich from exercise as I am to win the lottery.
What I hope for this year (for me and all the rest of you out there) is a year of health and peace. I wish the same for my children and grandchildren. I plan to appreciate every day, whether its sunny or rainy, to enjoy my family and friends, my work, my pets. I want to write more, read a lot, get involved with a volunteer group that supports burn victims (I was burned when I was in college), try new recipes, learn new things, and most of all, visit with Ralph in my dreams.
Happy 2011 to all of you.
