Party or no, it's time for celebration. Even if it's only for getting through another year! I've spent plenty of New Year's Eve's asleep on the couch. One, stranded in a hotel with my sister playing card games, and a fair number dancing. I've gone to parties with dear friends, and given a few myself. There was only once that I possibly celebrated to excess, . . . but I really can't remember. (just kidding)
But I always feel that I'm teetering on a nameless threshold the final evening of the year, and that the infant moments of the new year need attending to after a long expected arrival. A simple welcome is enough, and seems important to be spent in the company of loved ones (awake or not).
We'll be making a toast this weekend at the final stop of our December Tour in which we visited our entire family for the holidays, coast to coast. Seven cities in thirty days. It has been a deeply satisfying way to finish up 2011.
I plan to be all sentimental about it. Looking back over my shoulder while I move through the door to tomorrow. But, whatever else is that moment for?
I wish you many happy days ahead, my friends!
And a very Happy New Year!