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Happy New Year to All
Dec. 31st, 2011 12:20 amAs a child, Christmas Eve was the climax of the year. The heady mystery of wrapped presents would inevitably drive me out of my little mind. I didn't realize at the time that my family was poor and could barely afford such things. I only knew that this was a special time of year where the family gathered.
I think a lot of the family I didn’t appreciate as much as I should have when they were alive. Grandma Loni and Grandpa Ray both helped make me into the person I am only now starting to become. (Credit should go to them; I’ll gladly accept any blame.)
As I grew older, the shine of Charismas wore thin. Once you make your own money, the idea of someone else buying you what you want feels strange. The thrill of Christmas is always reborn through the eyes of children. We have a lot of children from Lisa’s side of the family. I didn’t dress up as Santa Claus this year as they are too old, but it was fun spending a day with them.
Lisa and I have our own version of Christmas called Jour de Cadueax. We pretend that the polar bears and penguins gather from the icy wasteland to dance for us while we exchange presents. This year, we concentrated on other people rather than each other. I think it made it more special. We already have an overcrowded apartment so adding more junk would only add to the clutter.
New Year's Eve holds that same magical promise as an adult. It is the one day a year we're encouraged to behave as children. To see the wonder of the night and to drink and laugh with friends.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve and that is the usual time of year that one considers the year that is almost over. This has been a difficult yet magical year.
I feel such hope for this next year that I can hardly contain myself. Goethe said it best. "Boldness has genius, power and magic in it."
This year I challenge my friends to be bold. Seek out that which you've always dreamed out. Enjoy the wonder of the world. It will never come again in exactly the same way.
I think a lot of the family I didn’t appreciate as much as I should have when they were alive. Grandma Loni and Grandpa Ray both helped make me into the person I am only now starting to become. (Credit should go to them; I’ll gladly accept any blame.)
As I grew older, the shine of Charismas wore thin. Once you make your own money, the idea of someone else buying you what you want feels strange. The thrill of Christmas is always reborn through the eyes of children. We have a lot of children from Lisa’s side of the family. I didn’t dress up as Santa Claus this year as they are too old, but it was fun spending a day with them.
Lisa and I have our own version of Christmas called Jour de Cadueax. We pretend that the polar bears and penguins gather from the icy wasteland to dance for us while we exchange presents. This year, we concentrated on other people rather than each other. I think it made it more special. We already have an overcrowded apartment so adding more junk would only add to the clutter.
New Year's Eve holds that same magical promise as an adult. It is the one day a year we're encouraged to behave as children. To see the wonder of the night and to drink and laugh with friends.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve and that is the usual time of year that one considers the year that is almost over. This has been a difficult yet magical year.
I feel such hope for this next year that I can hardly contain myself. Goethe said it best. "Boldness has genius, power and magic in it."
This year I challenge my friends to be bold. Seek out that which you've always dreamed out. Enjoy the wonder of the world. It will never come again in exactly the same way.