Preacher's Wife sent me to the grocery store today to get what she calls good luck for the New Year. I went to a couple of major stores and fought the crowd before I found the magic Bush's Black Eyed Peas. I also had several conversations with people about this tradition only to be told that I have a big problem. I have heard it all my life that eating black eyed peas on the first day of a new year brings success, prosperity and good luck to all. I don't believe a word of this, but I always eat black eyes peas on the first day of every new year. Why? Because Preacher's Wife serves them and I like them. In fact, I would eat them once or twice a week if she would fix them. But NO! They are for a special day of the year so we can have good luck. I am tired of old wives tales and things passed along to us that don't work. At this stage in my life I want to practice and do things that work, not what we have been told that works.
Please forgive me for my frustration with this day of making sure we get the happiness in a can. I will resolve tomorrow not to be so up tight.