Mary’s Pad

2007 is winding down, and 2008 is almost here. I’ve always liked and respected New Years Day more than any other holiday on the calendar, because it signifies for me a new beginning, a fresh start, new opportunities, new hope. It’s a chance to figuratively shake yourself and say, “hey, I just got a brand new chance at life and living, this is a fresh page, and I decide what gets written on it.” I guess every single day is like that, and this is something I could potentially say every morning. But there’s something about New Years Day that’s just extra new. The only other day that holds that much significance for me is May 23rd.

Anyway, with that in mind, how do you spend the last day of the year, or of your old life? Well, I don’t have a recipe. I just live. Sometimes I clean, or finish projects, but mostly it’s just another day in terms of the practical stuff. It’s the process going on inside my head and heart that makes it different.

On this last day of 2007, we cleaned a bit in the morning, and putzed around the house, made phone calls to our friends, and just hung out. Then we went to Fairmount Park and walked a bit and played Wiffel ball for a while, which was nice because it was so cold, but walking and batting the wiffel ball around got us nice and warm. Then we walked some more, talked, and just basically relaxed. We decided not to go out anywhere, but just to stay home and cross into 2008 playing scrabble, drinking wine, talking, and just being chill… that’s the plan.

So it’s about 9pm on New Year’s Eve, and I’m just sitting here doing some work. I just said to Mary, “I haven’t done a blog post for the last day of the year, what should I write?” Her reply was: “That you love me.”

So on this last day of 2007, this is the last thing I am writing on my blog for the year:
Mary, I love you.