The general consensus of opinion seems to be that 2016 was a crap year. It seemed that every day the media announced the death of another icon of film, music or the arts. The UK voted to leave the EU and America put a lunatic in the Whitehouse. So we rushed towards 2017 like it would be some sort of cure for everything bad that had happened last year.
For a long time I’ve found myself looking forward to New Years eve with much more enthusiasm than Christmas, neither Matt nor I have a big family and a lot of the people who matter to us are scattered across the world so we don’t get the chance to see them as often as we would want. We made the choice not to have children so Christmas has tended to be a quiet day enjoying time with friends and family where we can and unwinding after what is always a stressful month at work for me. Once the festivities are over then come the inevitable end of year lists and media round ups and the promise of better times as soon as we’ve got rid of the old year and drunk in the new.
Wherever I am and no matter how the New Year is seen in 12.01 still ends up looking a lot like 11.59. It’s great to feel the excitement of a new start and the chance to move forward and leave bad experiences and harder times behind if you can but things don’t magically change at the stroke of midnight. It’s important to remember that it’s ok to sit in the messiness of process and continue to let life be a work in progress. If we’re lucky we spend our lives changing and evolving and that in itself is a magnificent thing even if our plans don’t always work out how we want them to.
I’m looking forward to the months ahead and moving some of the plans that I’ve been working on forward and embracing whatever happens in our lives over the next year.
Happy New Year