Here it is. The new year! Woohoo!
Not just one month slipping into another, but a mankind-given chance to stop, assess and start over. Great!
In my youth and middle age, I loved to go out. To party, except I almost never had a hangover. I don't do excess very well. Tonight I will snuggle in and drink some wine and then, tomorrow, clean up the detritus of Christmas and gird up for the new year. I already have four meetings planned. Next week. Not every week --just next week.
New Year's. It's like some wonderful package I'm itching to tear into.
And we all will.
This was a really good year. I bought my house--a surprise. good health. good friendships and some old ones revived. some good projects completed. Enough money to pay the bills. People to hug, including family. new friends. And I also lost four friends who were deeply important to me.
Funny about aging. I take comfort from the memories of these lost friends and add to the joys of what I gained. Yeah. It was a really good year.
The joys are just pure, shining silver. The sadnesses have a silver lining that adds to the weight of the joys.
May you have a year that shines, through tears or sunshine.
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