OVER 4,000 years ago, the ancient Babylonians held one of the earliest known New Year celebrations. When the first new moon emerged after the spring equinox, they commemorated the dawning year.
The end of this year is finding me between two moods: on one side I don’t feel the urge to do something different and on the other, I would get ready at the last minute to go somewhere, anywhere for a party. But as this year demands social distancing, realistically, I am not going to pull any last-minute styling tricks.
Maybe this year there were more lows than highs, or maybe all of your resolutions weren’t accomplished, maybe some projects haven’t seen the light of day, or perhaps everything was just perfect. The most important thing is that we are all trying and that we are not giving up.
. . . there is a saying about leaving on a high note, and leaving this year will certainly be that — november and december were wild and wondrous times, with moving houses and cities several times, reacquainting with friends and family in far-off places, and moments so beautiful . . .
. . . even before the clock strikes midnight, already a nostalgia for the year we leave behind, {although suppose it is always that way with good-byes} . . . and yet, few things are lovelier than the overwhelming excitement and perfect anticipation for the days and months that lay ahead . . .
. . . this year, i resolve to celebrate big events & little adventures . . .
. . . last day of the year and a wild and wonderful whirlwind it's been -- thank you for coming along on this beautiful adventure -- there's so much to look forward to, but best of all, a brand new year filled with the promise of new beginnings . . .
. . . before the clock strikes midnight tonight, we will have toasted a glass {or two} of champagne, bidding farewell to one year, and welcoming a new . . .
