As one more year ends, and a new one begins, I’m wondering why I just don’t feel all that different. And, why I haven’t formally acknowledged this feeling before – it’s not a “new” feeling. I do enjoy all the hoopla, all the glitz and preparation for starting a new year. I appreciate all the flash backs of things that happened in the previous year, and goodness, a year is full of so much it is nice to be reminded – yes, a year can be packed with all kinds of happenings. It often, to me, feels like more than 365 days – it feels forever in length. But, New Year’s Day just doesn't seem all that different from other days – oh, sure, one doesn't view the Tournament of Roses’ Parade but once a year – that is definitely a phenomenal feat. Some things are closed, many are not – many people have the day off, true, but many do not – many more travel, many don’t. I think I keep hoping to feel as if a New Year, and the first day of the year, will change all the old nasty stuff that happened and bring new positive things. It is just a frame of mind. We humans, though, like pomp and circumstance, like celebrations to commemorate various events. The New Year’s Eve bash is so traditional. I do like tradition. But, I still don’t feel that much different than I felt the previous day. (I am not talking about hang-overs.) I've seen many new years - that have, thus, ended up being old years – and, I truly am grateful for that. Maybe I’m saying that I just want to feel more hopeful that a new year will provide better chances for all of us, less greed, less hate, less strife. We need challenges, but man-made catastrophes? Sometimes it seems as if we end up in the same old same old just the day after. Hope is the magic word, and that is what I am sending to you. Of course hope is not new, but it is continual. Couple that with a huge helping of gratitude and maybe this New Year will actually bring the miracles we all want. Here’s to happiness within (and without.)
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