People get reflective this time of year. They evaluate, re-evaluate, and make resolutions. They determine the things about their life and themselves that they like, and the things they would like to change. It’s like this whole big thing. This thinking, evaluating. This making lists of future goals and objectives. And I don’t get it.
Hardly a day goes by where I’m not re-evaluating something. I’m constantly thinking how I can make something better. How I can be better. How I can make everything I’m doing, better. I’m constantly setting goals and raising the bar.
For me, the New Year is less about new commitments and renewed efforts. I get enough of that in my daily life. No, for me, the New Year isn’t about what’s new. It’s about drawing close. About drawing near. About familiarity.
None of us really knows what each new day, week and year will bring. So for me, I like to take the New Year as an opportunity to calmly and quietly, just be.
This year, that included lots of naps, a delightful bubble bath with a good read, and baking Christmas cookies and watching Home Alone 1 & 2. That’s right, you heard me: Christmas cookies. If there is one thing I’ve learned this past year, it’s that I don’t have to rush on to the next thing until I’m good and ready to leave the last. And we weren’t quite done with Christmas. Sure, the decorations are already packed and put away, but we had created a bucket list and a few items were left unchecked. We weren’t ready to enter the New Year until we finished, really finished, the old one.
Now, at the close of New Year’s day, I’m ready. I made my annual batch of vegetarian black eyed pea soup to ring in the new year, and I’m ending the evening right where I want to be: at home, writing in my basement with a fire crackling in the fireplace, my sons playing on the floor together, and my husband beside me, drinking coffee and occasionally interrupting my thought to update me on football scores. It’s perfect. It’s nothing new, but there will be plenty of time for new in this coming year. For now, I’m pretty happy with the same old thing.