Every year since of my life since I was a kid I saw my parents, family and friends make New Year’s Resolutions on December, 31st.
My mom would say “I’ll lose weight and get fit this year”, but she would start it with a champagne glass in one hand and candy in the other one… so there.
My dad would say “I’ll quit smoking”, and then the minute the bells tolled announcing the New Year, my Uncle Tom would come across the room to offer him one of his fine cigars.
My Aunt Mara would say “I’ll drink less”, but she was always next to my mom, with another glass of champagne ready to cheer.
My Cousin Sam would say “I’ll eat healthier”, and he would celebrate the New Year having one more piece of cake.
My Godmother Teresa would always promise “I’ll get out of debt and save some money”, and then she would give each of us an expensive gift to start the New Year in luxury.
“I’ll be less stressed and spend more time with family”, Uncle Jack used to say, seconds before answering the first work emergency phone call of the year.
So every New Year’s Eve, I say to myself, “I promise I won’t make any resolutions for the New Year”. Of course, that is a resolution itself, so I keep my family tradition of breaking resolutions at the moment of making them.