As I write this only a few hours before the ringing in of 2018 it occurs to me that millions of people are getting together with friends, going to parties, visiting bars, or participating in numerous other activities to ring in the new year. Year after year I have spent New Year’s Eve the same way — home doing my normal activities until around 11:30 pm when I switch to Dick Clark’s Rockin’ New Years Eve to watch the ball drop in Times Square. Some years I go to bed immediately after, other years I continue to watch the celebration for an hour or two.
New Year’s Day arrives. I might flip on the parades to watch a bit. I change over my calendar to the new year, and empty out my “Good Things” jar. Overall the day is treated like pretty much any other stay-at-home day, doing whatever activities I choose or need to handle.
Do I set goals for the new year? Usually. Do I achieve them? Sometimes. Even though for the most part New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day are just another day, they still contain a bit of tradition that is repeated year-after-year.
As I was writing this I looked up and saw my handwritten list of 2017 goals I had set. Lets just say I had good intentions and leave it at that. That list just got folded in half and tossed in the wastepaper basket.
I’m thinking instead of setting goals maybe as I go through the year I should make a list of things I accomplish. In fact, now that I think of it, that would end the year on a much more positive note. No depressing list of goals I did not achieve to toss into a wastepaper basket. Instead I will be able to review the year with a list of things I completed — assuming of course I do something productive in the next twelve months.
Here’s Wishing Everyone A Productive and Happy New Year!
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It is funny how traditions with couples and/or families develop over years. What is crucial to one couple is unimportant to another. Being the first year without my husband, people anticipate that certain dates may be hard, such as Valentine’s Day or Mother’s Day. However those were “Hallmark” holidays that Ron and I rarely paid attention to, so my first year solo on those dates causes me no emotional stress.
This is my first Easter alone. The weekend looms ahead of me like some dreaded dark cavern. Why? Because that is a weekend Ron and I generally did things. For years when our kids were growing up we would drive to Belle Isle and visit the Aquarium and Whitcomb Conservatory. There were years we traveled, years we stayed home. Generally we were out and about at least one of the two days taking pictures. Once we had grandchildren we put together Easter baskets for the children and had an egg hunt inside our house. Easter has always been a fun weekend for us.
This year I have no one to share those things with. My daughter, her boyfriend and her three children will be over on Sunday for the kids to get their Easter baskets from me, but not until around 7:00 pm because her oldest son is spending the holiday weekend with his father. I have contemplated driving down to Belle Isle, driving around my area to take photos, or just staying home to clean and organize. To a certain degree weather and the condition of a sore ankle will play into those decisions. I don’t feel enthusiastic about any of it.
Building a new life takes adjustment. It means accepting change. Maintaining tradition. Letting tradition go. Freedom to make changes. Keeping things the same. Doing things you’ve always done. Doing things you never did. Building a new normal.
As I spend my first Easter alone creating whatever will become a new tradition, a new normal, I hope all of you have a fun-filled weekend doing whatever it is that makes Easter weekend special for you and your loved ones.
HIPPITY HOPPITY HAPPY EASTER DAY!
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Photo by Grace Grogan; copyright 2014
Wishing everyone a safe and happy 4th of July. I am glad that I live in a city that still believes in having their 4th of July Fireworks on the appropriate day, so on Saturday evening I will be enjoying bursts of color shot from a barge over the St. Clair River. With Ron and I being photographers, we watch with cameras on tripods to capture the event.
My weekend is kicking off with a visit from my best friend, Vicki, who lives four hours away. We haven’t seen each in several months. She and her boyfriend are taking a motorcycle trip along the eastern coast of Michigan this weekend and are stopping in for the night.
Fireworks as viewed from Palmer Park in St. Clair. Photo by Grace Grogan Copyright 2014
The Blue Water Area is full of things to do on this weekend. The Blue Water Sandfest, an amateur and professional sand sculpting event is being held at the Ft. Gratiot Lighthouse, Algonac is having their Pickerel Festival, and there are numerous other events throughout the area as well.
Wishing Everyone a Safe and Happy 4th of July.