I’m not a fan of New Year’s Eve
I’ve had a car since I was 16 so I usually end up being the designated driver. Nothing deters the desire to get drunk more than being sober in a room full of them. You can sense the desperation of some people. The occasion is already a forced night of fun but then we add the pressure of resolutions. Next year will be different. We will finally quit smoking/lose weight/learn to crochet. We set ourselves up for failure time and time again.
It’s also a time for reflection and for many, 2016 seemed be an extra ugly year. We lost a lot of celebrities and musicians and people are still reeling over the US election. I admit, that last one was a doozy. Like many others, I couldn’t sleep that night and even the next morning on the subway it felt like everyone was in a mass daze. This is in Canada so I can only imagine what it was like south of the border. It threw off my equilibrium, even more so than the passing of my mother earlier this year.( In fact, doctor, I was more moved by the deaths of Bowie and Prince than of my own mother. I see our time is up but perhaps next week we can discuss why I mourned the loss of her years before her death)
So did more famous people die this year than normal? I don’t think so. I think that social media just makes it seem that way. Pick any random year. Let’s say 2003. Bob Hope died that year. So did Johnny Cash and Katherine Hepburn. Robert Palmer was only 54 when he passed. Also gone too soon was Maurice Gibb and John Ritter. Mr Rogers was also in 2003. Barry White, Nina Simone, Charles Bronson. The difference is the B & C level celebrities that didn’t get reported that year. It wasn’t the type of news that made it to the media. Today, on 2 different TV stations and radio, I found out that the inventor of the red Solo Cup died. In an attempt to fill a 24 hour news cycle, this is the sort of thing that will get overexposed.
2016 is no different than any other year. Years ago, when our son was probably in grade 2 or 3 we asked him how his day had been and he said it had been bad. After a bit of discussion revealing that some positive things had happened too, it was decided that it was better to look at a bad day as a good day where a bad thing happened. It’s an outlook he has embraced ever since. We all need to paint with not so broad a brush.
The coming year will bring heartbreak and happiness. It will suck and it will rock. There will be death and there will be life. Just like every other year.
My wish for you in 2017 is simple. I hope your year is filled with more want to’s than have to’s and that when life inevitably throws crap your way that you have the perseverance to make it through