It's that most wonderful time of the year. Like the Hatfields and the McCoys, it's the time when the resolutionistas wage battle with the non-resolutionists. Do you make them? Of course! Do you make them? Why on earth should I? Tradition! Lemmings!! Tastes great!!! Less filling!!!
As usual, I fall somewhere in the middle.
I find that after the crush of December, the last thing I have the time or inclination to do is to sit and make life decisions 365 days in advance. I'm not even sure Oprah is that good. Or Martha. But you can be sure that you can read exactly how it should have been done in the January, 2007 issue. It's something like equal parts inspiration for the upcoming year and humiliation that you couldn't manage to think of this yourself.
In the absence of a detailed bulleted list, my hopes for 2007 are the same as they were for 2006: To be a shining example and good leader for those who are younger and learning their way; to be a thoughtful and loving caretaker of the path we all travel, and to continue to tell the stories and be a living legacy of those who no longer walk with us.
2007. Ready or not, here I come.