NEW YEAR'S EVE - A POEM

New Year’s Eve

by Glenda Beall


With Champagne toasts
rowdy revelers
prepare for another
bright new year.

Loved ones, dear friends,
from years gone by
appear to me
at midnight.

Nostalgia
grips me in its glove.
Auld Lang Syne
evokes my tears.

This party is a wake
for the passing of time.
Celebrating is not in me.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, Make it a great 2012

Christmas is over for the year 2011. With my computer acting up, I did not get the opportunity to wish my readers a Merry Christmas, but I hope you all had a wonderful day.
I watched Jimmy Stewart again in It's a Wonderful Life. Everyone should be mandated to watch that movie once a year just to make them realize that every life touches another. If any of us had not been born the future of others would be changed.

It made me take the time to think about myself and what difference I have made in the world. I thought about each of my siblings and how my life would have been different if any of them had not been born. Try thinking about it. If you had not been born, how would the lives of your loved ones be changed?

Soon we will begin a new year, 2012. I don't set big goals or goals for the distant future, but I think about what I'd like to achieve next year - both in my work and personally. I am a list maker and I'll have a list going before long.

Best wishes to my readers, my friends, for a beautiful future filled with hope, good health and happy times with loved ones. Follow your passion seems so trite today, but that is truly what makes most people happy. When your work doesn't seem like work, I believe you are following your passion. I know people who enjoy every minute of the day doing what brings them joy. That is what I wish for you.
Happy New Year!

HAPPY NEW YEAR

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL OF YOU WHO ARE REGULAR READERS OF WRITING LIFE STORIES AND ESPECIALLY TO YOU WHO LEAVE COMMENTS OR SEND EMAILS.

May 2010 be the year you follow your dreams, recognize your passion and go for it!

And may you succeed in all your endeavors. Remember it is never too late, you are never too old to begin to satisfy a yearning or a need you have harbored for years. Doing so could change your life in a positive way.

Perhaps this is the year you will begin to write about your life.

No one else can tell your story as well as you can. Your efforts will be appreciated by your family and could reach far beyond your circle of friends and relatives.

To get started, you might want to take a writing class. This could be the jump start you need to make a goal to write everyday. You can do it.

A New Year and New Beginnings

2009 , tonight less than one hour old, is as new and as innocent as this beautiful baby.

It is now 2009 at 12:35 AM. No one is awake but Tiger the bob-tail cat and me. Barry was determined to make it till the Ball Drop in Times Square, but I didn't need to see a ball drop, a peach drop or as they do in Brasstown, a possum drop, to know another year has flown by and still, I have so much yet to do.

Today was windy, cold but sunny and that lifted my spirits which are not the best on New Year's Eve. I even gave myself time to be pampered with a good long massage by Linda at Murphy Mountain Therapeutic Massage and now I feel more prepared to face a new year, with new challenges and new hopes and new goals. Always new goals. Last year my goals were more for NCWN West than for me, but in 2009, my goals are more personal.

Number one is to help my husband and partner heal and be well. Secondly, I want to submit more of my writing and possibly publish a book. This will take more discipline, more time given to myself, and a writing schedule such as Kelly L. Stone advises in her book, Time to Write..

When the Christmas tree, the few decorations I put out and the cards are put away, I look forward to beginning the new year with my class at the John Campbell Folk School in January. February will hopefully mean the end of Barry's chemo treatments and the beginning of a few weeks in Florida. We will both be ready for that down time.

March brings on the Blue Ridge Writers' Conference in Blairsville. I have not missed this annual conference since it began and I've enjoyed every one. My good friend Carol Crawford has created an excellent event for writers.

April weather inspires me to garden even though my planting usually takes place on my deck with pots of geraniums and in my yard, impatients line the bed beside the driveway. Thanks to Robert, a wonderful man who does the heavy work, our daylilly beds, our shade bed and our azaleas will pop with color and our twenty five dogwoods will brighten our wooded areas like left over snow mounds.

So now I go to bed and wake up in a brand new year. I will open my new journal and begin, January 1, 2009 and I hope and believe I will fill this journal with good things, things of which I'm more appreciative than I was last year. At the top of each page of this journal I will list what I'm grateful for and why. The more we emphasize our blessings, the less we dwell on our hardships. The more we give, the more we receive and the happier we are. This year with our shortage of cash, we plan to live a more frugal life and dispose of much we have that others can use.

I know what it is to do without. I saw my parents sacrifice and I can do the same if need be. Material things that have no active purpose are unnecessary if we need food and shelter. I see the country moving away from the greed and keeping up with the Joneses, and embracing a simpler life which will make for a kinder more compassionate society.
Happy New Year to you, my readers , to those who leave comments and let me know you enjoy this blog, a special thanks.

May all the best be yours in 2009.