End of the year

Happy New Year from Donis. Christmas is over, Boxing Day is done, and I’ve eaten too much. The end of the year has always been a big time for me, marked not just by Christmas and New Years, but my birthday on December 29. Yes, I was Mama and Daddy’s little tax deduction. Which means that  January 1 is the beginning of my new year in a literal way. December is Big Birthday and Special Event Month in my family.* My mother, sister, and grandfather were born on December 6, 7, and 8, respectively. My parents’ wedding anniversary was December 16, which also was traditionally the day my father took us kids to the lot to pick out our Christmas tree. Then we had Christmas, my birthday, and New Year’s Day, which was the day we ate black-eyed peas and cornbread and took down the tree.

These days my Christmases/Birthdays/New Years are much quieter. My parents are gone, I have no kids of my own, and my siblings and in-laws and their families all live far away. So my husband and I have developed our own little rituals and practices with friends or on our own. We don’t even do much in the way of presents. For the past few years we have gone out together and bought things for ourselves. It really takes the pressure off.

For my 2015 birthday we saw the new Star Wars movie, ate pretzels and chocolate lava cake, and I worked crossword puzzles, which is a great treat for me since I love puzzles but don't generally allow myself to waste so much time on them.

But as of tomorrow, January 1, the end of the year celebrations are over and the time will have come to begin anew. I wish you all a wonderful 2016, and I hope it is a year of good fortune, health, and great productivity.
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*Interesting factoid: my husband is one of six children, three of whom, including himself, have spouses with December 29 birthdays. I don’t know what that means.

A quote for our times

Barbara here, with my last post of 2015. I notice several of my blog mates have already acknowledged the passing of 2015 and the arrival of 2016, and of course the news is full of retrospectives and predictions... The year's top 10 of just about everything, the year's most important stories, etc. Besides giving journalists something to write about, these thumbnail sketches of the year serve to remind us of all that's happened, and highlight some of the crucial ups and downs of the life we have just barrelled through.

Can you stand another small commentary on the year that was? When I reflect back on 2015, it feels like a rollercoaster of wild extremes. Floods and droughts, heat and cold. Appalling terror and heart-warming inspiration, despair and hope.

All across the world, we seemed to battle one climate anomaly after another. Here in Canada alone, last winter the west coast had flowers in February and the east coast stayed in the deep freeze for months. This winter is starting off the opposite. Last weekend in the east, we were playing golf in shorts on green grass, while the west dug out from snowstorms and flooding. Winter only found its way to Ottawa yesterday, although admittedly she's making up for lost time, dumping over a foot of snow in blizzard conditions.

The world of politics was even more extreme. ISIS beheaded innocent aid workers, and our Canadian Prime Minister welcomed refugees arriving off the plane. Angela Merkel welcomed millions of desperate people to Germany, while Donald Trump proposed walls and bans to keep people out.

I am reminded of one of my favourite quotes of all time; "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness... it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair".

I love this quote because it captures the tension and conflict inherent in all human endeavour and in every piece of good fiction. If we write every character and scene with contradictions in mind, however small and subtle, the story will crackle with energy and power.

On the real stage of life, however, occasionally it's nice to have a little break from all the storm and drama. Dickens has aptly described 2015. Let's hope 2016 brings with it more hope, light, and wisdom. And if you want storm and drama, pick up a good crime novel!

Happy New Year to all!