"So... what are your resolutions?" he asked.
He was surprised when I told him I don't make them any longer.
After all, by the time you are my age, they are all the same: Eat healthier. Exercise. Spend wisely. Be a better parent. Be a better wife.
This is the stuff we're supposed to be doing in our daily lives anyway. It seems silly to resolve to do it on January 1st each year when I'm struggling to keep all those balls in the air 365 days a year.
Rather than resolving to take some kind of new action, I am trying to enact a change of attitude.
"My goal for this year is to stop worrying so much. I just want to try and be happy."