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January opens
The box of the year
And brings out days
That are bright and clear.
And brings out days
That are cold and gray,
And shouts, "Come see
What I brought today!"
Leland B. Jacobs
Here it is. A brand new year. A brand new January. What is it about this date that makes everyone stop and have a look? For most its a clean slate, a chance to start over and try to avoid making old mistakes. For others its a day like any other, life stinks and no matter what the calendar says, it will continue to stink. Sort of like looking at the half empty or half full glass, right?
As a teenager I used to keep a Diary into which I'd pour my laughs and my tears. Remember those? Small, square with a tiny metal key?
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Those Diaries are long gone. All that remains are a couple of keys as a memento from a faithful confidant.
I once heard (not sure which movie, or TV show) this quote: "Nobody did anything important while they were happy" In a way this is true. Laughter, sun, parties, carefree days make us act differently. Important tasks get pushed back, a general sense of decadence takes over. I doubt that any profound thoughts would occur, at least not to me :o) I find that my best and most revealing Diary entries happened during Winter and during my most trying times.
I don't have many specific plans for 2014, I will, however, keep a Diary. I need to be anchored to a writing routine. I need my old friend to listen to my random thoughts. They may be banal, they may be profound, but they will still be a part of me and after all, that's what it's all about.
I wish each and everyone a healthy and happy New Year. May it filled with magic and light!
XO
Thank you Ray. Same to you!
ReplyDeleteSweet Alina, May 2014 be a year of good health, memories that uplift you, of friendship and of love x
ReplyDeleteAlina,
ReplyDeleteYou know, I used to write in my journal all the time years ago, and lIke you, I haven't written in it in awhile. I'm not sure why either, but I've been wanting to get back to it. YES, I remember those little secret diaries with the locks. Mine was white, and I wrote silly, fun things in there. You must get back to writing, as your diary is longing to hear your eloquent words.
Happy New Year, and thank you for your prayer for my brother-in-law. Last I heard, he was doing better.
Love,
~Sheri