Let’s Get it Right This Time ...
We weren’t very nice to 2025
Well, we did it. Like it or not, the old, gray-haired, bruised, battered and wrinkled 2025 limped into the annals of history a minute after midnight last night.
Let’s wave goodbye, throw a kiss, and let the poor old year retire. It deserves peace and quiet more than any of us could possibly know. I think we should give it an unlisted number, as well, for protection.
So, we’ve turned the page and brought a brand new unused new year aboard. It has nothing even written in it’s baby book yet. I hope whatever does get put there is clean, patriotic, above board and fair and hasn’t already been dragged through the political mud.
The only resolution I’ll be making is keeping the past in the past. I don’t live there anymore and I wouldn’t want a repeat anyway. (It wasn’t the greatest of years). The future hasn’t come yet, so I’ve decided the best place to be is right here, right now and in this moment.
Let’s keep this new year innocent as long as we can and not wish it away. We all seem to wish some part of our lives away and I am just as guilty as anyone, but I feel it’s done out of innocence.
· We wish it were the weekend, because our job is stressful, or even boring.
· We wish it were next week -- it’s time for our evaluation and we hope to get the promised raise.
· We love the holidays and miss our families, so we wish Christmas would hurry and get here.
· Teens count the days to spring break and can’t wait to be eighteen and then twenty-one.
· Parents look forward to baby’s first words or first steps, toddlers to be potty-trained, and they wish their little ones would get to each age.
· When we’re tired, we wish it was bedtime.
We’re all guilty in one way or another. We’ve all wished time would hurry and move faster. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a year, a week, a day, or just a few minutes.
I love living here, right now. I love being aware of a single blade of grass, the color of the sky today, or how one drop of rain feels when it hits my skin.
The joy is here in the moment, especially when holding a child, or a lover close and feeling the emotion flowing between us.
There’s magic in a brand new year, it’s already ours. All we have to do is be aware of it, know it’s there, and accept it as the gift it is —and we have to treat it right.
Life is already too short and I’d love to slow it down. This could even be the real reason we seniors feel life is whizzing by, leaving us covered in dust …
Thank you for restacking my post, @Sandra D
Oh I 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬! It’s so true, CJ! Many perfectly good moments are wished away, hurried through, and lost. If only….
I’m with you. I intend to live in the beautiful, painful, sweet 𝙣𝙤𝙬, this year! I had a major health scare in December, and I’m going to, I 𝙖𝙢, living in each moment, and drinking up that joy within that moment, until all my moments are gone! Wishing you a New Year full of beautiful here-and-nows, CJ! Namaste’.