Just a short note, since I’m sitting poolside, surrounded by palm trees, enjoying a little “recharging” time while in San Diego with my family to celebrate my cousin’s wedding. While last week I talked about the beginning of the fall and the clean slate it presents me with it never occurred to me that one week in the future I’d be here to witness the perfect example of it.
This is a second marriage for my cousin; he’s been widowed for a few years now and found a wonderful woman to share the rest of his life with. And it struck me that my cousin, in his fresh start, embodied two traits that I left out of my fresh start conversation: courage and commitment. Because starting anew isn’t just about a different routine or changing habits — there has to be an underlying vein of courage to break from the old and an acknowledgement of fierce commitment to the new. Without those two things, talk is cheap and words on a page do nothing but take up space.
And so while my week-long new minimum habits are going well (I’m still in the honeymoon phase, so to speak), I’m here to publicly remind myself that it won’t always be easy; there are going to be days when even this littlest bit of a habit is going to seem too overwhelming to accomplish. And I’d do well to remember that fresh starts aren’t all unicorns and rainbows and from time to time, I’ll need to scrape up my courage to push back against the draw of the easy way out. After all, what’s a fresh start without the fortitude to honor my commitment to forge a new path?
And with that, congratulations to my cousin and I need to get back to the important business of paying attention to the swaying palm trees.