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Commentary: Resolving to live life with gusto

December 31, 2013|By Lisa Hamilton

As I woke to the first rays of the morning sun glistening off the gently falling snow, I thought how incredible it was to be in the midst of all this. Flying into Park City, Utah, the day before, and awakening to this spectacular light show, was simply breathtaking, as if angels descended from heaven just for my sake to say good morning.

Little did I know that today God would be answering my endless barrage of questions to my New Year's resolutions.

How can I be a better me this year?

What do I want to add to my life that I didn't have the year before?

What do I need to change this year to experience an incredible life?

I didn't have all my answers, but I definitely had the answer to one.

I needed a large coffee, extra shot of espresso, topped off with cream — breakfast of champions.

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Just the thought of it made me jump out of bed and layer up with boots, scarves, hats and gloves as if I were a pioneer forging through the elements in a quest for gold — in my case just the closest coffee shop.

Just opening the door and smelling the freshly brewed coffee made my day right. Whatever happened past this glorious beginning of the new day was irrelevant. While placing my order I spotted a cozy table by the fireplace, and because I was the only one there at first dawn, like a badge of honor I walked over and claimed it.

Perfect. Strong coffee, fireplace, snow, and pen and paper to design my new life.

I was in my own little world, as if God and I were sitting down for a chat anticipating revelations for the new year.

Suddenly a blast of cold air hit me as I looked up to find what I deemed my intruder, fracturing my private world only to yield to the bare reality that this was a public place and I had to share it. Oooh, that was an epiphany — let's put selfish on my list as something I need to change.

"Good morning!" he called, way too cheery for this early hour.

Apparently he was in his own little world as well, and wanted me to share in it.

Reluctantly I responded, "Good morning," devoid of any emotion to block any further conversation. I lowered my head as a "do not disturb" gesture and returned to focus on hearing revelations from God about my New Year's list.

From the corner of my eye, I saw him approaching the fireplace and settling in at the table next to mine.

"Oh c'mon," I thought, agitated. "Is my intruder now going to expect a conversation?"

"It's going to be a great day, isn't it?" he once again spoke in his irritatingly cheery voice.

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