I am so happy for the new year! We didn’t do anything out of the ordinary. We didn’t go out to celebrate. Instead, stayed in, watching television, enjoying a 6-pack, conversing, and passing time until we watched both, the ball drop in Times Square in New York, and the peach drop in it’s new location–not Underground Atlanta–but Woodruff Park.
Mom made up a double batch of her ‘jellied lil smokies’ and ‘jellied meatballs’. Yummy. Everyone’s favorite!
This year, compared to previous years, I was ready for the new year. I didn’t second guess myself like I’m used to doing, and I’ve had no one physically pulling at either side of me, trying to change me. Last year has already became a faded memory of the person I used to be. This is a good thing, being I’ve spent a lot of time in my life listening and catering to what others have had to say. I put an end to that with the turning of the new year.
Usually I’m the one who sheds tears for the new year because I reminisce on the past a lot, and loved ones we’ve lost. I’ve realized, through personal therapy of my own (writing in my journal) that I’m looking at the big picture wrong. It’s like the Pixar movie “Inside Out”, about the different emotions–Joy, Angry, Sadness, Disgust, and Fear. Well, I’ve been using “Sadness” as a way to look at memories because some people in those memories are no longer in my life. Regardless of the reason, I’ve been associating sadness with memories that were awesome for their time. I can’t do that because I’m no longer that person, and having realized this, I couldn’t wait for the new year. A new me!
None of us would be who we are today if not for the constant changes in our lives; from the time we’re born to present. I think the hardest lesson I’ve had to learn is accepting the decisions I made back then for who I was at the time, because I’ve grown and changed. Now I’m implementing the positives in my life. I know where I want to go, I know where I want to be, and I know how to get there. It’s a new year!