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Last night, I watched the people in Times Square, New York. That is as close as I ever want to be to NYC on New Years Eve. Seriously. When I was much younger, I enjoyed going out on New Year’s Eve and celebrating. Those days are gone. I am now old. I’ve embraced this fact.

1. First of all, I tend towards claustrophobia. I would start freaking out if I had to stand in that crowd.

2. Number two, and most importantly…where do people go to the bathroom in Times Square? This is a HUGE consideration for me, as God gave me a temperamental bladder.

3. I feel for the poor people that have to clean up all the confetti/ticker tape. Can you imagine the mess from all that?

4. At midnight everyone in Times Square was kissing. I wonder if they were kissing people they knew? Or just whoever was around? Just sayin’. People get caught up in the excitement and might go on a crazy kissing jag. That could be embarrassing. Or not:)

5. Here, back at the ranch, my husband was already in bed…sound asleep. He wished me a happy new year before hitting the sack.  The kids, my father-in-law, and I brought in the new year in the comfort of the living room. After wishing everyone a Happy New Year, I went to bed.

6. I have not made any formal resolutions. I’m very goal oriented anyway, so I will just keep plugging along…and that way I won’t break any resolutions. Makes sense, right? Resolutions…yada, yada, yada,

7. I like watching the news on New Year’s Day. All the trends from last year…the big news stories… As morbid as it is, I’m always intrigued by who died the previous year.

8. I don’t watch the Rose Bowl parade or any football games. Don’t hate me.

That’s all I’ve got right now.

The family is going to a New Years get together today. Food, fellowship, and fun. A great way to start 2011.

 

The Last Day Of The Year

Chiot's Run 2011 Calendar

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Seconds to minutes

Minutes to hours

Hours to days

Days to weeks

Weeks to years…

Here I sit on the last day of the year, wondering where all the time went. I contemplate what I’ve done this past year. I analyze the details of my life. I smile at all the things I have accomplished. I fret about all the things I’ve left undone. I believe I could have said more. I wonder about what I should have left unsaid.  Aahh…we all walk a fine line, don’t we?

Each day brings new opportunities. Sometimes I grab the opportunity. Sometimes I let it go. Sometimes I’m glad, other times I have regret.

There are people that are gone from my life. New friendships were made. Some individuals faithfully remain.

I’m one year older and hopefully at least a little wiser.

Tonight is the end of the old and the beginning of the new.

It’s always exciting to think of starting a new year with a clean slate. The possibilities…. The opportunities…. The path less taken.

Happy New Year!

 

A New Chapter

Times Square Ball - New Year's Eve 2008

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The end of one year, the start of another. The possibilities, the choices, the opportunities.

In my life, I’ve been accused of thinking too much. I take  this declaration with a grain of salt. Too much thinking? How is that possible? What is the result of thinking too much?  Or not enough thinking? Or at all? I like to mull things over. Long after a conversation…I’m still going over the content of what was said.

I like to ponder what this new year will hold. I become contemplative during this time of year.

Each year brings new possibilities. Not because New Years Day is some sort of magic key, but because it is more like a door to the unknown. None of us really knows what will happen to us this year. We can have our plans, but many times life does not go as planned. Sometimes it careens off course. We end up on a road that we never intended to travel.

Sometimes things that seem “bad”, turn out to have lessons that are good for me. Other times I’ve made poor choices and I’ve suffered through the consequences of those choices. Sometimes it is a bitter pill to swallow. Yet, sometimes events happen that are completely out of my control. I could not have changed them even if I desperately wanted to. One just never knows how things will turn out.

We all hope for a good year, abet, even a great one! We all want joy in our lives. Moments that matter. The opportunity to make a positive difference. Fulfillment. Friendships. Love.

I can plan. I can make changes. I can try to be even more organized and productive. Ultimately, God is the one who chooses how this year will proceed. It is He that is sovereign. It is He that makes life interesting and worthwhile…and I can rest in that.