Life is like a merry-go-round.
Sometimes it seems to go in circles. There are ups and downs, usually not lasting too long.
Sometimes life is exhilarating, accompanied by squeals of delight. Other times it can be terrifying, bringing on tears.
If you’re lucky, music travels with you on the journey. And bright colors, lights, and mirrors decorate your way.
Sometimes life, like a carousel, stops. People get on; others get off.
You get to make choices about some things, like which critter you’re going to ride.
But you don’t get to choose who goes along with you. Many are strangers; some are friends or relatives. Some stick around for a while; others enter and leave our lives after brief periods.
Sometimes life seems to go very fast, like when everything good happens at once, and you can hardly believe it’s for real.
Other times, it drags. They call those “wasteland experiences.” And while they’re not usually FUN, they provide learning we can’t get any other way.
One year blends right into another, despite our attempts to mark a year’s passing with festivities and traditions.
The same thing happens with birthdays.
How often do people ask you, “Do you feel a year older?” when your birthday rolls around?
Maybe you do; more likely, you have to admit, “No.” If the calendar didn’t tell you what day it was, you might not even realize another year had gone by!
New Year’s Day celebrations around here are pretty low key.
We traditionally eat a Southern dinner of black-eyed peas, rice, cabbage, and cornbread. We watch a lot of football. Maybe catch a nap on the sofa.
When I was in the newspaper business, I generally worked on New Year’s Day. I didn’t mind much, but I’m glad to be running my own show these days.
However you choose to ring in 2014, please stay safe and sensible. May all your fondest wishes come true. Thanks for coming along with me in 2013 — see you in the new year. Love y’all!