Well folks, it’s here. 2017 has opened our doors wide and let itself in – invited or not.
When I was a child, my parents always made a show out of New Year’s Eve. We’d prepare special snacks, rent movies, play new Christmas games and watch Dick Clack and Ryan Seacrest narrate the highlights of the year as the ball dropped in Time Square. My parents would hand our pots and spoons and we’d run out into our col-de-sac armed, ready to take on what was to come. We’d bang on our pots and create a ruckus that shook the foundations of the houses around us as we declared to the upcoming year, that we were ready for it. After a proper, excessive amount of jubilee, we’d slip back into our homes, and climb into our beds.
Last night, I hailed in the upcoming year, tucked under my sheets, lost in dreams. I had planned on spending the evening downtown Waikiki or celebrating as fireworks exploded and echoed on the beach. But, in true 2016 style, my body had other plans.
When I awoke yesterday morning, it was after a night of constantly interrupted sleep. My stomach was reacting to some unknown food and was in knots the entire night. My sinuses were so full that my teeth hurt in response to the pressure. I tried to tough out the day by starting the day on a boat out on the bay. It was beautiful but as the day went on, my body felt worse and worse.
I went out with everyone, offering to drive, but as the night went on, it became increasingly clear that I was not going to be able to keep going until midnight. So we came back to the house, and I went to bed as everyone else made their way to the beach to watch the fireworks.
As the year barged into my home, I was curled up, as I had spent much of the year. It seemed fitting. I am not in a position to declare war on the upcoming year as I did as a child. But I can sit here and declare that 2016 landed some solid hits but here I am, still surviving.
So, 2017, I may not have a lot to challenge you with but I can promise you this, I am here. And I will fight whatever you have to throw at me.