For some reason I had difficulty jumping on the decade-in-review band wagon. Maybe my last decade, while completely wonderful to me, might seem unimpressive and mundane to others. Maybe over the last couple of years I lost some pretty important people in my life and thinking about that makes me sad. Maybe it just is not important enough to me to thrust how my last ten years have been into cyberspace. Whatever the reason, I just don’t feel like looking backwards.
So I think I will reflect on the start of this new decade instead.
2020 has nice ring to it, doesn’t it? Probably because many of us listened to Barbara Walters saying it regularly, but still. I am excited to have a reason to say it regularly now too.
I have always been a big fan of New Year’s. A reason to start fresh. An entire year of possibility stretched out in front of you. It’s exciting. In my younger years I loved to bring the new year in with a bang: parties, friends, sneaking into bars, singing and dancing and laughing. That is one difference between this past decade and others. I rarely go out or care about parties. I don’t even see my friends as often as I used to. (I do, however, still sing and dance and laugh. Often and a lot.)
Over these last ten years my New Year’s Eve celebrations have been quiet and comfortable. I absolutely love how that has evolved over the years.
So, on this first day of 2020, I cooked some bacon for breakfast, had some Meijer pastries on hand, and made a quiche. We all woke slowly and sleepily with a later than normal start. Our morning was lazy and involved a Nerf gun war in the basement. We then got dressed and went out to lunch at the restaurant where my husband and I had our first date on this day 12 years ago. Now this may not seem like a big deal to the outsider, but it is an unspoken rule in our house that we get take out instead of dining in because of well, children. They tend to be whiny or fighting or unable to stay seated in a chair for more than 5 minutes or suddenly hate any type of food and don’t eat anything. But today it was… dare I say? Perfect.
They sat at our booth calmly, well calmly for kids. They didn’t ask when we were leaving once. They ate all of their food! We had nice conversations and no tablets or iPods or phones were present. And they did not fight.
At one point the waitress accidentally spilled an entire glass of water all over our table and everyone just chipped it to clean it up. No freaking out, no whining, no trying to place blame. The youngest even made a comment that usually it is him making the messes to which our waitress just laughed.
If this day is any indication of what this new decade has in store for me and my family, well, then all I can say is let’s goooooo!