HERE’S TO THE ‘OLD’ NEW YEAR

 New Year’s Eve finds me sitting alone in an old house dress with rolled up socks and the dog curled at my left hip.  As I reflect on the ‘old’ year passing in my final blog for 2011, firecrackers pop in the distance.  My teenagers are off with friends and my husband is long in bed.  So, before 2012 dawns, a few “Thank You’s” for these last 365 days:

 First, to my husband of 31 years who appreciates the ‘little’ things I do, like filling the espresso machine with fresh coffee every morning and holding up my half of the heart whenever we say, “Good-Bye.”  Every now and then I let him edit these—but not tonight.

 To my oldest daughter who begged and begged for that puppy that I never wanted last Christmas.  Your little Skylar, who has now become my sole responsibility since you left for college, has brought me unimaginable joy, laughter & companionship.  A year ago I would not have believed it possible.

 To my youngest daughter who reminds me often that I am old, thank you for sharing what young is really like in all its’ ups and downs.  You make me glad that I am exactly the age that I am.  Thank you also for showing me a harder way to do my piano scales.  It should keep my fingers nimble for at least a few more years.

 To Lorenzo, our church janitor, who brought me flowers on Mother’s Day but was never able to give them to me because I was a ‘no show.’  My Sundays are never quite complete without his, big hug.

 To all of the strangers who motioned me across sidewalks, let me merge in front of you in difficult traffic, or waved and smiled at me from a distance; the ones I chatted with in lines from Starbucks to airline counters or dressing rooms in clothing stores:  Thank You for those brief, joyful seconds.  Without the warmth and camaraderie from strangers, my days would be as empty as a soundstage from an old movie set.  No lights.  No camera.  No action.

 Finally, to the 2,000 new readers of my blog from America & Canada to Australia & Brazil:  Thank You for taking a few minutes in your day to share a part of mine.  May EVERY day of your 2012 be a photograph you want to take and keep close to your heart.

Helen Hudson is the author of, “Kissing Tomatoes,” a non-fiction memoir of her grandmother’s descent into Alzheimer’s.  http://www.helen-hudson.com.

 

 

 

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3 thoughts on “HERE’S TO THE ‘OLD’ NEW YEAR

  1. and to you my friend…. i think of you often, mostly when I hear Sam sing… to the fun times of picking you up or delivering your husband to the airport to go home. May next year fill you with love in all the unexpected ways that life tosses our way.

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  2. Helen, I have been so enjoying reading your blog! Thank you for sharing.

    Going to your page I saw your book and stared to read the first chapter. I didn’t get far before starting to cry. I will never forget Jo. We were all neighbors for only a short year but during that time Jo made her impression. There was just “something about her” that made you want to love her and get to know her. My first son was just a baby so life felt a little too busy at times and I didn’t get to spend the time I would have liked with all of you. Thank you for sharing yourselves with us, thank you for sharing your granny and thank you for now writing about it. You all have made a forever impression on me.

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