It wasn't all that long ago when I wrote something here about change and my Little One's infectious, relentless optimism. That day, as every other, I learned an important lesson or two from her.
As 2009 is packing the last of its bags for departure, I find myself being brought back to that autumn afternoon again, when she reminded me how important imagination is. When combined with a little effort, we can do pretty much anything we decide to do. All we have to do is try.
What better invitation to test our potential than the New Year? Admittedly, New Year's celebrations have never really been my thing. (Alright, in college they were.) And I don't usually make resolutions. There is something, however, that I can and do appreciate about the holiday: The act of beginning again. It's only a symbolic new beginning, sure, but symbolism has its place.
For us, 2010 is shaping up to be a year full of changes big and small. Thanks to my kiddo, my arms are now outstretched, ready to welcome it all. See, the other thing she taught me that autumn day was about the power of joy. When we greet life, in all its enigmatic uncertainty, with audacious joy, how can we help but soar?
We can't. We just can't.
So, Mamas, here's to 2010: new, uncertain and bursting with limitless opportunity.
I say: Bring it.
