Never The Old Year Ends, But Someone Thinks of Someone..
Who and what do you remember the most on New Year’s Eve?
One of my favorite Christmas cards has always been the one that says, with a bit of a smile and a lot of melancholy…
Never a Christmas morning,
Never an old year ends,
But someone thinks of someone,
Old days, old times, old friends.
I often avoid thinking of old days, old times, old friends, to keep from missing them too much and dimming some of the fun of the holiday season. However, it seems that on New Year’s Eve, no matter how busy I am, those memories knock on the door and insist upon coming in for a visit.
For the last few years I’ve made us a cup of tea and at least tried to welcome them. I find that it helps if I invite some fun-loving memories too–like the photos above of my daughter, Shannon, on the Christmas she got her first bicycle.
Perhaps the best thing we can do each year is to realize that on the next Christmas Day and New Year’s Eve, there will be new memories joining the old ones. I hope in 2013 your life and work–and mine–will be so exceptional in every good way that the memories will be welcome additions to the party. Best wishes!
Mike and I were just thinking about you and also about some people we’re missing a lot this year. You’re right that sometimes memories are hard to handle at times like this.
You’ve done so much for both of us that you’ll always be welcome in our memories. Happy New Year, Marshal Rowe!
Love, Denise and Mike K.
Comment by D.K. | December 31, 2012
Thanks for some great posts this year. I’m looking forward to your words of wisdom in 2013. Your daughter was a cutie.
Comment by Old Soldier | December 31, 2012
Many moons ago my wife and I sent cards with that poem on them. It was a favorite of hers too, but I haven’t thought of it for a long time. Here’s to a better year ahead. God Bless You and Keep You.
Comment by 2012 | December 31, 2012
Oh I remember that Christmas. And we made some more fun memories THIS Christmas! You are the best!
Comment by Shannon | January 1, 2013
Every year at Christmas I remember a friend of mine who was killed in Viet Nam. Sometimes I forget and think about calling him. In spite of the sadness though, I do like to remember him, so I have a beer and salute him on New Year’s Eve. Good memories.
Comment by Spidey | January 13, 2013
Ms. Rowe, I enjoyed this article. Thank you for your advice and help today, it was very kind of you. M.
Comment by Marhda R. | January 18, 2013
I love your writing and these thoughts really got to me in a good way. As you said, a melancholy way. Thank you for everything you do for so many, including me. Have a wonderful year. Sara K.
Comment by Sara K. | January 21, 2013