Happy New Year 2023

We never really celebrated New Year in our house growing up. It was just a quiet evening at home watching Dick Clark. The last time we visited with our friends in Virginia was three years ago. It was getting to be a tradition to visit them some time between Christmas and New Year. One of them recently had Covid so those hopes were dashed - again. The pandemic definitely changed how we do things and most of those were not for the better. But one tradition we still have is to celebrate the turning of the clock at midnight. So yesterday I dug out the red and yellow party hats from the closet. Because my husband loves Dolly Parton we turned the tv to her New Year show with Miley Cyrus - a very unusual thing indeed since we always watch the New York crystal ball drop. Right before midnight we put on our hats - my husband the red one and me the green one. Then I take a few selfies to capture the moment and put to bed the old year and wish for health and happiness in the new. We are desperate to get our lives back to “normal.” I think being in the older age group really affected what we do and don’t do. We haven’t traveled anywhere outside of the neighboring area and have been fairly limited for three years. Every time we begin to feel more comfortable and confident another problem arises. I’m not sure when it will ever be the same again. So we hope the new year really is a change from the last - three. For starters the sun is bright and it’s sixty degrees on the first day in January. We are off to a great start!