PLAY this, as it’s part of the mood of this post.
Two o’clock on a Saturday morning. It’s the only time of year I’m up this late; it’s the first day of the new year.
First blog post of 2011. First party in the newly-decorated place.
On this night of nights, the smartphones lay in rows on the console. They chimed, buzzed, chirped, and jangled, unsynchronized, at what was supposed to be the midnight hour. The fireworks in the distance declared the arrival of 2011, where we watched not not one, but *two* fireworks going on simultaneously Bayside and Riverside.
Away in the trees past midnight, we dived into a lacquered chocolate mousse cake made by a young chef-in-training; it came from her very own kitchen. The cake looked like dark satin and sat delicately, confidently, on the tongue like cottony clouds of chocolate. The sweetness was understated, the texture like finely-spun silk.
Quite a few people also won fine edibles in a rowdy game of Bingo. The women retreated to a bedroom to look at clothes and talk about clothes.
This isn’t the first New Year’s Eve party I’ve thrown. Like a second Christmas, New Year’s is a time of thanksgiving, of taking stock, of reaffirmation of ties near and far.
It’s a slate wiped clean, or a continuation, a transition, ever upward, ever farther in.
We enter 2011 with a renewed faith in God, built upon hope that never disappoints, rooted in abiding love.
It’s the first day of the new year. It’s an ordinary day, a day like any other. The residue of 2010 is still with us, the bright and happy times, the searing experiences which have hopefully receded into memory. But more than this is the march of time itself.
More than this, Time has brought us into the newness of a new decade, and it is all ours for the taking.
Let’s remember to ask first.
What was your New Year’s like? What are your thoughts as we enter into 2011? Are you excited, apprehensive, can’t wait to embark on new journeys? Do share your thoughts.