The End of a Year
It’s hard to believe that 2008 is coming to an end. On the east coast, where my extended family lives, it will be 2009 in about 30 minutes. Steve and I have to wait a little longer before Alaska celebrates the coming of a new year. As I type this, we’re sipping champagne and watching a marathon of Twilight Zone episodes.
We originally planned to go to the fireworks up at UAF, but the temperature has plummeted and Steve didn’t want to drive into town, find a place to park, and stand outside in it. As I type these words, it is -48F. While I have the courage to bundle up and watch the celebration, Steve was not too keen on taking his truck into town. I pouted a little bit, but in reality I am very content to stay in my warm house.
There will be fireworks on Saturday night - a bigger and better display, from what I’ve read. Saturday is the 50th birthday of Alaska statehood. How neat that I share the same birth year with the state in which I live! Perhaps I can talk Lisa into joining me on Saturday night for some fireworks (she also preferred to stay indoors tonight). Steve is working, so if I decide to go, I will be going alone. (What do you say, Lisa?)
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I want to thank all of you who commented to my last journal entry, or emailed me privately, for your words of compassion and understanding regarding my ‘less than happy’ holiday feelings. I hope that someday the feelings of sadness will lessen, and I can once again enjoy the Christmas holiday. But until that happens, I have come to terms with my depression - knowing that once the holiday is behind me, my spirits will lift. And they have.
I have felt so much better over the last several days. I like New Years. Beginning a new year, means new adventures, new photo opportunities, new people to meet and interact with, and new memories to be made. Of course it also means I will turn another year older - and this year is a milestone as I will turn the big 5-0 which tends to freak some people out. Granted, I have until the end of 2009 before I see 50, but leaving my 40s behind is definitely a big deal. It IS only a number, right? (Please tell me it is! *grin*)
