I sit in the dark amidst celebrations most likely happening elsewhere, as the new year inches its way through. Indeed 2012 has been a year of many surprises and blessings, and 2013 promises of blessings to come. Like most beginnings, one can't help but reflect on the past, and how time has swept along without me noticing it much.
As my phone beeps incessantly with generic New Year wishes, I think about the relationships that matter, or mattered. How some have remained constant, whilst some have faded through the years. Of bonds that we thought could never be broken, and promises long forgotten.
I think of past deeds, the good, the bad, and the ridiculous. Then wonder how they fit into the self I am today. Did they make me the man I am, or could I have done better?
I let my head wander in the sea of change, where the waves have brought a time where life didn't seem worth living, and yet carried me to an island made of dreams. I fiddle with the tinge of fear: that the storm might yet again come crashing into my Utopia.
But the thoughts will settle. We let the past float away, yet not too far so we may still learn from this flotsam of experience. Beautiful memories are a boon for the troubled mind, but may yet consume us the more we yearn for their embrace.
Hence we hold them with care, as we seek to carve new ones,
and carve them we shall.
Happy New Year