This morning my seven year old daughter was trying to convince me to make her six pancakes so she could stack them. I insisted that she make and eat one at a time. Finally she looked me in the eyes and said, "Mommy, everything is better with 6! Like 6 flowers in a bouquet. Like 6 members in a family! Like 6 dice in Yatzee!"
As I write, my husband is out with buddies in the parking lot of Tennessee Valley grilling his homemade bacon and eggs and brewing coffee before mountain biking.
My family seems to be quite comfortable with indulgence. Again, defined as: an inability to resist the gratification of whims and desires.*
I believe women are uniquely wired to resist gratification unless we consciously work at it. And the cost of denying ourselves often impacts our health, our relationships, our own sense of self, our inner joy.
So my New Year's wish for you is to listen carefully to your whispers of want. Let indulgence be a part of your lexicon. Embrace it once in a while and see how it spills over into life around you.