The Gift of a New Year

December 31st - the last day of 2008. If I was superstitious enough I'd be tidying up every nook and cranny of my house, restoring prized possessions to fine detail, exercising 10 pounds away in a day, thinking totally happy thoughts until my head lit like the sun - but I'm not superstitious anymore. Over the past decade I learned that I will not get taller and richer no matter how many times I jumped with so much change is in my pocket on the first second of the new year. I learned that it's better to change a bad habit now or any time of the year than to suggest a change on my psyche with a New Year's resolution. It really shouldn't matter how many friends I have or what quality of life I'm living. Every day I live is a gift from God to repent and make matters right with the ones I love. Thank you God for my string of pearls. May the last one be the best, but I'm hoping it won't be soon.