It’s that time of year again. Resolutions!
When our kids were young we used to write secret wishes on slips of paper at New Year’s and then put them away for the next year. The person who wrote the wish got to open it to see if it had come true. They could share or not, depending on the wish and how much they wanted to divulge. Recently I came upon an envelope full of wishes. How sweet are the wishes of a six and nine year old (and what a reminder of the hot toys of 1993). I can see the good adults they grew into.
My wishes were always to amend some sort of reprehensible behavior. No more slamming doors! Shout at spouse only when truly called for. Be more tolerant of the slacker at work. You might detect a common theme here: control your anger.
My anger had a good deal to do with hearing loss, and no, I didn’t learn to control it till a good while later when I finally admitted to the world that I couldn’t hear. Once I stopped pretending to be normal, the relief of being myself washed away a lot of the rage. Not all of it, but much.
Some readers of this blog think I’m too negative, and so one resolution I have this year is to be more upbeat in my attitude towards hearing loss and the devices we use to correct it. I love my hearing aid and I love my cochlear implant. I wear them every day, every hour that I am awake. Without them, I wouldn’t have a life.