But what does it mean when your list of New Year's Resolutions is the same year after year? At what point does it cross over from being a list of hopeful resolutions to being a list of missed opportunities? Who needs to start off a year like that?
Still, I'll say this: I can't wait to close the door on 2008. I'm sick of the headlines. I'm battered by the worry and heartache that has settled into some households as they watch their carefully tended finances blown apart. I'm frustrated by teenagers and their half-formed brains. And I'm exhausted by the endless struggle to stay upright and pushing ahead in the face of mammoth uncertainty. I would like to be clever, but here is the simple truth: I'm staggering across the finish line this year.
And yet ... just as I was typing this, my 3-year-old ran into the room with his plastic camera.
"I want to take a picture of your cute face while you're typing on the computer," he said.
So I grinned and he said "Click!"
Then I kissed his nose and he said, "Did you just kiss my nose?"
Then he kissed my nose.
So maybe I take it back. Maybe I will make a resolution this year: more nose kisses.