Hey MilSpouses, It’s that time of year again! Time to evaluate our lives and think of all the coulda, shoulda, wouldas as we come up with our New Year’s Resolutions. Should we lose weight? Work out more? Stop cursing? (Nahhhh) Stop yelling at our kids? Let’s not get crazy.
I want to save you some time this December. You have enough to do. We all want to be our best selves, but who has time for all that self-reflection? If you want to spend the next year tracking your calories and putting dollars in a jar every time you drop the f-bomb, stop reading. I am proud of you and what I know you’ll surely accomplish. But for the rest of us, I’ve thought this through and believe I’ve come up with the only 2 resolutions you need for 2016:
- Don’t feed the trolls. I resolve not to get involved in drama in 2016. Won’t you join me? Command cliques? Psht. Moms at the playground who don’t think your kid should be wearing snow boots in July? Who cares?! Meanies on Facebook calling you a Dependapotamous? Don’t even bat an eyelash. Don’t think about any of it. None of it matters. These people want to see us suffer, but we don’t have to! We won’t feed their sadistic pleasures. We’ll go about our business paying attention to what matters. Let’s not give the trolls one ounce of our energy in 2016, because you’re going to need that energy for your second resolution.
- Dance! Do it! Literally and figuratively. You don’t look like J-Lo when you drop it like it’s hot? Neither do I! Do it anyway. In The Gifts of Imperfection, Brené Brown says, “Until we teach our children that they need to be more concerned with how they look and with what other people think, they dance. They even dance naked. Not always gracefully or with the beat, but always with joy and pleasure.” Let’s stop worrying what everybody thinks. Let’s stop THINKING so hard every second of the day and let our body make the decisions for us. Take the orders you didn’t think you wanted. Wear that sexy dress to the command party because you look GOOD—and you’ll look even better wearing it proudly as you dance your tush off. When we dance we feel vulnerable—and isn’t that what life is about? It’s hard to allow ourselves to push through that vulnerability, but you know what’s on the other side? Pure joy.
I’d ask you to take a pledge with me right now so we can hold each other accountable, but I bet we don’t even need to do that. We’ll see the joy on each other’s faces. Happy New Year!
Are these two resolutions you can get behind? If so, get to dancing and share this post on Facebook!
Posted by Besa Pinchotti, Communications Director