by Aisha Sultan, St. Louis Today
My resolutions were so ambitious in the era before children. I would start each year with a list of goals, similar to the list you make when applying to colleges: Some are a stretch, others within reach and a few backups to prevent feeling like a complete failure. But as my responsibilities have grown, I’ve streamlined my resolutions. Life starts feeling too short to be in a constant state of self-improvement. My goal this year is not forward-looking. It’s an attempt to regain something from the past: Focus. We used to have the ability to give sustained, undivided attention to a person or to a project. But all the devices that make our lives more efficient come at a price. They drain us of our focus, too rare a commodity these days.
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