Nowadays, I don’t like to see another year end and a new one start. It’s a growing older thing.
Each passing year is one more reminder that I am aging, and I don’t need reminding of that. My body reminds me daily.
Nevertheless, with each New Year I always do several things.
One is to ruminate on something my dear father told me a long time ago: “The end of a year is neither an end nor a beginning. Rather, it is a going on with all the wisdom that experience can instill in us.”
Another is to remember to put the correct year on all my paperwork.
A third thing is to conscientiously try to be a better person, not to take things so seriously and continue to learn new skills and abilities.
Be better
Another of my traditions is to read the following passage written by advice columnist Ann Landers:
Let this coming year be better than all the others. Vow to do some of the things you’ve always wanted to do but couldn’t find the time.
Call up a forgotten friend. Drop an old grudge and replace it with some pleasant memories.
Vow not to make a promise you don’t think you can keep.
Walk tall and smile more. You’ll look 10 years younger.
Don’t be afraid to say: ‘I love you.’ Say it again. They are the sweetest words in the world.
I wish you good luck in keeping your resolutions – whatever they may be.
All the best wishes for a New Year filled with only good things, especially good health.
