Tonight comprises the last few hours of 2017. For me personally, the year has been adequate. It hasn’t been bad, so I will count it among the good ones. For many others, and the world in general, I think it could have been improved. But I have hopes for 2018.
In the meantime, I am grateful for what I have. It is at Christmas and the turning of the year that I reflect most upon what I have and what I do not have; much more now than on Thanksgiving Day. And my benefits out-weigh my deficits.
The past several days have been snowy, and very cold. Right now, the temperature is -32°, and -39° with wind-chill. Tomorrow afternoon, it’s predicted to be -13° and -22°, respectively. Consequently, I am particularly pleased to have a snug little home, and to be able to provide the same for five cats. I am still employed; I have food; I have many books, and I am able to watch a movie once a week in my own home-cinema. (All right, it’s a television set attached to a dvd player, but the cats have never been to a cinema, so they don’t know the difference. Shhh.)
I am at a stage of my life at which I will not be too upset if things merely remain static, instead of improving. I find myself mildly astonished to want better and more things for other people than for myself; more people need them than I do. This change from my youth is probably due less to selflessness than to awareness: it occurred to me that I may have more than I deserve, so that in demanding ‘my fair share’, I could lose a quantity of what I already possess. Better to point out that others deserve things, than to draw attention to the fact that I may not!
So I will content myself with being thankful for what I have, and to wish to each of you reading this – and each of you not reading this, too – a happy new year: may it start out good and just get better from there.