New Year's Eve has never been my favorite holiday. It just has too much responsibility. When you are young, there is this big built up expectation to go out and get crazy. More often than not, that didn't really work out. Don't get me wrong -- I have had some great ones -- but I also had many that involved arguments and misunderstandings and tears. Not the best way to wipe the slate clean and start over.
Then there's the whole kissing thing. If you have someone to kiss at midnight it can be a sweet, romantic moment. If you don't, it can be heartbreakingly lonely. You can be surrounded by people you love (or maybe just people you really like) and if there isn't one there just for you...well, sometimes it requires a "buck up camper" moment or two.
This year, as I have in several years past, I'll be heading out to the RBC Center to watch a hockey game. I love this developing tradition (this is my 4th year) because even though it's just another game, the atmosphere is more potent and you are "doing something" on New Year's.
Being the nostalgic person that I am, there will be thoughts of nights spent at the Golden Horseshoe (is it still open?) or in an apartment high over Central Park. A night in Kelly Henderson's living room and a hotel room watching the sun rise in Virginia Beach. I welcomed in the new millennium with 18 thousand others...and James Taylor.
Lots of memories made and many more in the new year. I hope wherever you are or whatever you are doing tonight that you are going to have a good time. And I hope you have someone to kiss at midnight.
1 comment:
Happy New Year, Heather!!
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