So what is the big
deal? December 31st of one year changes to January 1st
for the following. It has happened before, since the dawn of time really. The
crowds and the exhaustion. The chaos and anxious moments. Is it worth it?
The days
past when I spent countless time searching for parking only to end up squished
into a New Year’s party swaying back and forth, not because I wanted to sway
but because the surrounding forces were at work. Not to mention the $$$ spent on a day that came and went just like that.
Why is it so
significant to celebrate with family, friends, strangers even? The big to-do
parties; the promises and resolutions that tend, for the most part, to end up
broken.
I just want
to close my eyes and forget the entire thing… this ritual of celebrating New
Year’s Eve. Bringing in what is going to come regardless of a big ball being
dropped.
But then
that quiet moment occurs and I see.
Life, every
year, from January 1st to December 31st, is full of chaos. Exhaustion, anxiety,
shattered dreams and promises that do not happen; sadly, it is true. Time races
by so fast that not only are strangers ignored, but at times friends, and even
family. Sometimes even ourselves.
Things are
unpredictable at best.
But it
happens every year.
I believe in
self-care. I believe we all need to sometimes stop and to take a step back when
necessary. I know it is true, I have done it myself when needing to re-adjust.
But often I forget or only do it half assed at best.
All of us
need to remember, reflect, and see what really matters. Love; hope; laughter. We tend to
cruise by these things in the fast pace of life. So maybe the calendar change
is simply a reminder, a time for us to slow down.
Broken
resolutions or not, big time party time or not, maybe it’s what is needed, to
hit a stop sign and take a moment. To chill and maybe even rewind a bit. A
capsule of time that seemingly forces us to pace ourselves enough to pay
attention to our surroundings and start listening to the beat our drum is
really playing.
What has
been achieved? What, or who, has been loved or lost? What memories should be
carried and held onto? Family, friends, partners and neighbours. Good times and
bad. Moments, big and small. Dreams of what could be. Hugs, and smiles and
little things in between.
Hold onto
the memories of not only this year, but others that have passed; and continue
moving forward. Doing it the best way possible and being authentic to who we
are. Knowing we are responsible for our own happiness. Finding meaning in what
we see fit. Seeing the dream, allowing ourselves to feel the hope, however that may play out. And altering
our course or journey when needed.
These are the thoughts that
help me hold my head up.
Yeah. I
guess then it is worth it.
So…
