Not a pig

If you could spend the next year as someone radically different from the current “you” — a member of a different species, someone from a different gender or generation, etc. — who would you choose to be?

Today my mom have been remembering old traditions from her youth. She told us that in the New Year’s Eve party, they always let loose a piglet and the revelers had to chase it. The one who finally caught it, was considered as blessed with good luck for the new year.

She also told us that the little pig is a sign of good luck because when is looking for food always digs forwards with its nose while the hen digs backwards with its legs. So, that’s the attitude: go forward in this new year like a pig. But I would not choose to be a pig for a year. They have short lives and end up  to frequently at the butcher.

New year, new life, they say. But in real life things stay the same. It’s just a day that follows another day. We celebrate the coming of the new year with the hope that it will be better than the old one.

But there are so many things that are not in our hands… The problems are still there. The good things also. If I had the opportunity to spent a year as someone radically different, I guess I would choose to be me, but with good health.

I could choose to be an angel to be close to God and live in complete happyness, but, what about my family and the care of my mom? I can’t leave them for so long. It would be so irresponsible. But being me with good health would be fantastic. I would be able to take care of them much better.

Happy New Year to everybody !

New Skin.

 

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