So many traditions have gone by-the-way over the years. Children have grown and flown. Daily life has become so much more singular, for more than one reason. How often do you have to repeat something before it becomes Tradition?
So each 31st on the last day of the old year I think. About. What I have done, not done, attempted, and succeeded and failed. Though failed, is not succeeding, it is simply one step closer to succeeding.
The photo above shows my journals from 2021. It’s a quick glance that reveals day-to-day, mostly not interesting things, there is no angst or wailing, but there are pleasant surprises and some downright funnies. Oh, and a few groans.
Actually there is nothing serious here – it is all just a form of entertainment.
The above is a quote from Louise Penny’s newsletter that arrived in my mail this morning and that topped the one the year before (2021) and is just as applicable today.
In starting this year’s journal I guess the question I ask myself is, what can I do to fix some part of this broken world? I mean it would be such a tiny part of something and probably wouldn’t count for anything unless someone else has the same intention then the very very small light that is me could glow brighter with the light from someone else. Together it might make a difference.
Just don’t let anyone else tell you what your ’fixing’ should be. Sometimes it might just be a tiny crack in your own self.
Having perused my newsfeed, showered, and dressed to meet the year I will sit with my coffee and finish reading Penny’s newsletter. Sounds like there is a new Gamache book in the works and definitely something good is coming. Her characters have become so real to me (in my heart I aspire to be Ruth Zardo) so every book is like ‘going home.’
To each and everyone of you, I wish some measure of peace, some measure of hope, and a big measure of laughter.
HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!