Today is New Year’s Day. The first day of the year. It’s fresh, new and full of possibility. Every year I make resolutions. Some I keep and some go out the window the moment I say it. This year my resolutions are simple. I resolve to wear pink on Wednesdays because, well, I like pink, and because it takes me back to my ballet days of a soft pink attitude in a strictly disciplined, very sweaty artistic world. I also resolve to drink more water. Water will give me life and energy and if I’m hydrated I will look better in my pink on Wednesdays. We girls want to be pretty. Pretty in pink. Pretty is as pretty does. Pretty is a state of mind. I am no longer denying it. I’m owning it. I’m owning the fact that I adore pink. And finally, I resolve to dance. Dance has been my friend, has saved me, made me crazy, kept me sane. Sometimes I have the opportunity to dance and I sit it out. This year, if the opportunity presents itself, by goodness, I’m going to dance! Happy New Year! I love you.
So if one is grateful for the air that we breathe, how can the glass ever be half empty?