Endings and Beginnings

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Tonight marks the end of 2017 and the beginning of 2018.  Don't worry, this is not another "new year, new me," post, though I'm not entirely clear why everyone loathes them.  But more on this later.  I'm not going to sum up my year, or make goals for next, or announce a big change in my life, or use this day as a humble brag for what I've accomplished and what will come. I'm not going to put anyone down for how they wish to celebrate the ending of a whole year.  If you feel that you want to stay home, and binge a new show all night or get gussied up and put on your best dancing shoes and get so caught up in the glitz and glamour of the evening that you completely miss the ball dropping, both of those sound like mighty nice ideas to me.

Which brings me to the whole point of this post.  I've felt a change in my attitude and my outlook on life for some time now.  It may have become apparent that my affinity for the past and distant decades has tightened its grip on me in the latter half of this year, but it has always been a part of me.  The present attitudes toward life and other people are so cynical and heated.  We are in constant argument with everyone, via the ever dreaded Facebook "debate" and nasty comments on Instagram photos.  If I had a resolution for 2018, it would be something along the lines of embracing sincerity more, and being a genuine person who tries to help whenever they can, and just wants everyone to live the life they want so long as it doesn't hurt anyone else.

The New Year is also of great significance to me because it's my birthday.  I was the first baby born in Lodi, California in 1985.  While everyone celebrates the general year ending, I celebrate another year in my life ending.  I find myself exceptionally contemplative about my life, the choices I make, and the person I am and will become, more so than others I think but I can't be sure. I find myself asking a series of questions on the night before my birthday every year: Am I proud of myself this year? Yes. Have I accomplished things I wanted? Yes. Am I surrounded with people who lift me up and want to see me happy and successful? Yes, a thousand times.  I am happy, and in that happiness I no longer see a need for cynicism and negativity in my life.

Truth is, people will always speak badly of you, they will always be jealous, want to see bad things happen to you, and make snide remarks about whatever they can find that they deem is "wrong" with you or your life.  But make 2018 the year that you love yourself and your life enough that it doesn't bother you.  Make 2018 the year that you close the laptop and set down your phone, and visit with a friend, or your grandmother, or your neighbor.  Embrace sincerity and live a simple, happy life.

Have a safe and happy New Year everyone, no matter how you choose to celebrate.
And thank you for reading. I am forever grateful that I have this platform and that so many of you are enjoying my recipes and my thoughts.  Honestly, it would fill my heart with the same joy if even one person enjoyed it.
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