Sometimes we don’t like a good year to end, and
other times we are more than happy to reach the end of a chapter of our lives
and move on to the next one. Looking back on my life, I can think of a few
years that were filled with sadness: 1990, 2005, 2012, and now 2024. I know
there were others too, but I don’t want to fill the page up with numbers.
A new year isn’t just flipping a page on the
calendar; it’s putting up a new calendar. You have a fresh start until you
begin to fill the pages with appointments, reminders, and, hopefully, some fun
events.
Of course, many people use electronic calendars. I
use mine and sometimes it keeps me on schedule. Too often, I forget to put a
reminder and, oops, I was supposed to be at an appointment—NOW!
At least if I write appointments in red on my wall
calendar, I can easily see that I have something on that day. I make it a habit
to look at the calendar when I come into the kitchen for my first cup of
coffee.
Harold used make a decision or pronouncement and
follow it with, “End of story.”
Well, the end of a year, isn’t the end of the
story, it’s the end of a chapter. The story goes on for as long as we live.
I have always been a reader and lately I’ve been
reading thrillers. Often chapters are cliffhangers and instead of putting the
book down, I want to read the next chapter to see how the main character is
going to get out of a dire situation.
Part of my nighttime routine is to read until I’m so
sleepy I can’t keep my eyes open. I’ve found that reading a good book is better
than counting sheep any day.
When we put up the new calendar, we are ending a
chapter, but not the story. Here’s to hoping that the next chapter will be
filled with love, laughter, and new beginnings.
My wish is that you and I have a happy New Year
and that 2025 is the best chapter yet.
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© December 2024 by L.S. Fisher
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