Dear New Year’s Eve,
You’re quite the celebrity aren’t you?
When I was younger, I’d hear people talk excitedly about the New Year celebrations they’d be having. The TV specials they’d be watching, the New Year’s Eve ball drop and countdown they’d be awaiting, and the places where they dreamt of being able to spend New Year’s Eve someday.
And it went on like this every year.
Once, it was New Year’s Eve in London, then it was New Year’s Eve in San Francisco. Then New Year’s Eve in Paris, and after that, it was New Year’s Eve in Jakarta. Of course, there was also the dream of celebrating New Year’s Eve in the Big Apple, New York City.
Point is, as the year ended, they wanted nothing more than to end what had been a 365-day rollercoaster with a bang—literally.
I didn’t exactly share their sentiments, though.
Sure, on the 31st of December, I’d join in on the festivities. But then I’d wake up the next morning like nothing special happened.
Truth be told, the only things that would come to mind when someone mentioned New Year’s Eve were fireworks, parties, and exciting countdowns.
Now, I see that there is so much more to you than just these grand celebrations.
The older I got, the more I realized that you are the best reminder of how blessed I am. Every year, you allow me to look back on all of my experiences with a smile, and face the year that is to come with my head held high.
I’ll admit it–I have a bad habit of dwelling on the things that don’t work out. But you remind me that my struggles, difficulties, and shortcomings have allowed me to grow as a person, and have left me more equipped to handle whatever may lie ahead.
You help me acknowledge that ultimately, I wouldn’t be where I am today without them.
Because of you, I am reminded of a quote I once read: “Give yourself the chance to succeed. You owe it to yourself to better than you were yesterday.”
I’ve come a long way from where I was last year, in every aspect of my life. And I’ll have gone a lot further a year from now, too.
So thank you, New Year’s Eve.
You help me fall in love with the idea of continuous improvement. The idea that although every day can’t be perfect, at the very least it can be better than the day before it.
After all, small progress is still progress.
It is because of you, New Year’s Eve, that I wholeheartedly join in on the countdown to another 365 days of opportunities.
It is because of you that I end the year saying here’s to every sleepless night, and all the deadlines I almost didn’t meet. Here’s to every feat I’ve accomplished, and every lesson I’ve learned along the way. To the regrets I got good stories out of, and the ones I got closer to because of them.
Most of all, here’s to getting the chance to do it all over again.
And for that, I find myself more and more grateful for you with every passing year.