I’m a little late for the New Year resolution train, but January is a good time to take a look around and assess yourself. It doesn’t help that every Shmo has an Internet meme about resolutions, the ones you make, the ones you break, and every compromise in between. I can’t really say that I’ve ever made any hard “I won’t eat meat and run 6 days per week” type of resolutions. That’s not me. But this year I am going to make a resolution – but not to do something.

I resolve to let go.

Of course this is much easier said than done. The failed career, a stalled non-profit, the house that represents our potential when we bought it, the needing to be perfect, the toxic relationships. All of these things I spend my time, energy, and money trying to salvage day after day, hour after hour. Each one of these makes me feel like a personal failure. But I keep trying, doing my homework, picking up the phone, plugging away miserably because the of fear of failing is keeping me tied to them. I resolve to let go, to take this energy and spend it with my kids, find new obstacles to conquer, new dreams to pursue, new sources of happiness.

I just simply resolve to let go.