Happy New Year!!!

This New Years eve felt just a little strange.
Always  you ring in the New Year with excitement and optimism.  You look forward to positive changes in the coming year - the worst we expect is the status quo.   That is the way it has always been. I guess I expected it to go on forever.  I have  had bad years befor,  1998 was a douzy, but it snuck up on me unexpected like.  New Years Eve 1997 I looked forward with optimism and by the time New Years Eve 1998 came around I was once more optimistic, and gladly kissed 1998 goodbye.  I wasn't quite sure if I wanted this New Year to begin because I'm not sure what it might bring.

It has been a long, long time since we went out and celebrated the new year with dancing and drinks.  I am not sure why we stopped, or when.  I realised tonight that I will probably never dance with my husband again.  That was a bit of a shock.  One of those things that you don't miss at first, but when you realise they are gone for good, you really aren't ready to give it up.  My mind searched for the last time we danced and I found a golden moment.  I was sewing at the diningroom table, Daniel O'Donnel was keeping me company on the sterio, & a song came on that I particularly loved.  My husband danced me around the room.  The song was"Far Banks  of Jordan'.  I like to think it's a promise, but even as a coincidence-- what a beautiful gift to hold in my heart and in my mind.

It really is the little things that count.


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