In true 2020 fashion we awaited the new year with a Zoom dinner party. The dinner was attended by friends who have kept our Saturday nights busy for the last nine months. That dinner date every week made me feel somewhat normal. We planned for it as we would any dinner party, deciding on the food: appetizer, main course, salad, picked the wine and planned dessert. Most often that meant cooking, though on occasion we ordered food at one of our favorite restaurants. We cleaned up, set the table, lit the candles, and changed for dinner to greet our friends who were all there on the screen and waiting at seven thirty when the party started.
Zoom was the only way to usher out 2020 and to welcome '21. When life gets back to normal, I’ll miss these weekly dinner parties. Zoom has brought my geographically scattered family within view of each other on a regular basis and particularly to celebrate the holidays—and for that I am grateful.
I couldn’t write an end-of-the year/beginning-another blog without mentioning the joy I feel every January at being able to start anew. Getting my naked calendar—yes, I still use a paper calendar—and filling it with all my neatly written notes that will welcome me during the following year brings me immense pleasure.
And a new year can’t start without resolutions. I learned a few years ago that all I need is one. It was a revelation. Focusing on one thing acts like a conduit that points you in the direction of that goal. Having just one goal doesn’t mean other things in your life fall to the wayside; quite the contrary, they seem to just take care of themselves as you focus on your one goal.
This year my one goal is to take better care of myself. After a year of COVID the importance of being at my best has really hit home. To say that I am going to walk/run every day isn’t as powerful as choosing to be strong by walking/running every day. I know this is semantics but context makes a big difference. Is the glass half full or half empty? If I see it as half empty (meaning that I'm frail and must become something else), I feel I’ve lost before I’ve even started, so for me to declare my strength and my ability to nurture it makes a huge difference in my perspective.Happy New Year!
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Having a party again is simply wonderful. Every summer, Mark, my husband, makes a gigantic paella and we invite friends to watch the process (trust me, it is a show) and eat the amazing results. The party always occurs between the 4th of July and the 14th, Bastille Day. Are you wondering why we make a paella to . . .