Welcome to 2013. I hope that you are well acquainted to the new year, after the celebrations which includes too much junk food, a whole lot of anticipation, and spectacular fireworks.
The new year often comes paired with new year’s resolutions. As the clock strike midnights, one is filled with an unexplainable overwhelming desire to make promises to oneself that one finds difficulty keeping after the adrenalin winds down. Every year though, we hope that the situations are different, that you are now more strong willed , and that you won’t give up your resolutions a few months into the year. For those who keep to their resolutions year after year, bravo. Personally, it’s a feat. For the rest of us who feels guilty for abandoning your list, may I suggest starting with something simple?
How about sprinkling your year with moments of gratitude? Too often, we are sucked into the whirlwind routine of life. We forget to take some time for ourselves and appreciate yourself, the people around you, and the things in your life – material or otherwise. Days, weeks, months, pass us by, and we feel burdened by the weight of our worries, not knowing why we feel unmotivated midway through the year. Only when a momentous occasion occurs do we begin to reflect on our lives.
Let us change that. Start the day on a high note and think of three simple things that you are grateful for, no matter how mundane they may be. Appreciate the little things in life.
“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” – Marcel Proust
On a good day, you may be grateful for the presents you receive on your birthday or the colleague who complemented you on your project management skills. On a bad day, it may be a little of a struggle, but perhaps your regular barista finally remembers your name. Thank him.
Take a cue from this inspirational story. Decades after John Cruitt graduated from school, he got in touch with his teacher to say a simple note. Just a few lines can bring so much joy. Here’s the letter he wrote:
“Dear Mrs. Doyle,
If you are not the Cecile Doyle who taught English at Emerson School in Kearny, N.J., then I’m embarrassed, and you can disregard the sentiments that follow.
My name is John Cruitt, and I was in your third-grade class during the 1958-1959 school year. Two days before Christmas, my mother passed away, and you told me that you were there if I needed you. I hope life has been as kind to you as you were to me.
God bless you, always. With great fondness,
Simple, heartfelt and touching. Read or listen to the story here.
Let 2013 be a year of many more heart-warming moments. Revel in your moments of gratitude.
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