new years and family

i’ve never believed in new years resolutions. well, maybe that one time. but, like everyone else, it lasted about a month. so i gave up a long time ago trying to change my life because the date has changed. what makes january 1 a better day to change my bad habits? why does january 1 think its so special?i stayed up until 7am wednesday night/thursday morning sitting at the hot tub with my sister, back from Boston. aside from discussing our relationship and seeing where we were at, we finished it off with an hour or so of “what IS this life that we think we’re living?” one thing this last year has taught us is that life’s too short to be climbing a ladder. but yet the ladder is what’s handed to you. the game-plan for my life seems to have been created long ago whenever the starter gun for this rat race began. i never chose to join the race. i feel like i got handed the baton.

does that mean that if i find myself in 40 years feeling proud of my 401k and my big yard that i’m a terrible person. i don’t think so. but if i’ve got all that and can’t look back and see that i’ve helped people, then what good is it? and if helping people is something i need to do to feel satisfied with my life in 40 years, then i better get started. i have less time than i think.