To someone like me who loves nothing more than getting their teeth into a new chapter, turning over a new leaf and attempting something new. A new year is an extremely exciting time.
The ability to step forwards, away from the previous year with new knowledge, new experiences and new memories all under our belt. We can forget and learn from the trying times and reflect that in our life on this planet, we are very fortunate to get the opportunity to experience the twelve months of the year all over again but in a brand new kind of way.
Everyone will have things they are happy to put behind them and some things that they’ll be sad to say goodbye to. Maybe a year that held a precious memory, like the birth of a child or a wedding to our soul mate. Or a year that we said goodbye to a loved one, suffered an illness or lost a job. We either stick photos of these memories all over social media, scrapbooks or the photo frames around our homes or instead do our upmost to delete them from our brain. Occasionally we get upset when we suddenly struggle to recall a memory and feel like they’re lost forever (We are notching up some serious years on the tally now). Remember the memories never truly leave us. Our experiences, the highs as well as the trials and tribulations are what carve us out in the world. We are not the same person that we were sat a year ago on the 31st December 2014. Although, we are probably all doing the same exact thing, reflecting, trying to think up a New Year’s Resolution (one we promise ourselves that, this year, we will stick to).
So, 2016. You are nearly here. I’ve just kissed my one year old goodnight and whispered a very emotional farewell to a year which taught us both so much. My son learning to eat, walk and talk and me learning even more about patience, strength and understanding and all the things that we mums go through.
Now it’s time for my husband and I to have our quality time together. Toasting champagne and hoping for a healthy and happy 2016.
I hope whatever you’re doing tonight, you all have a wonderful time.
Happy New Year.
Through all the daily run-of-the-mill funny cat photos, mundane status updates and selfies on Facebook, five days ago a news article from Metro caught my eye. It was an article about a little boy called Seth Lane who was born with Severe Combined Immune Deficiency (no immune system). The article then lead me to his parent’s blog which is about Seth’s battle with the illness. The reason for the article was because the family have uploaded a YouTube video of Seth telling people who he was, his age, what he loves (Fireman Sam, Paw Patrol and Yellow!) and asking that on Friday 27th March for everyone to wear yellow, his favourite colour to show him how much support he has. Then if you share it online on Facebook, twitter or Instagram with the hashtag #WearYellowForSeth his parents have said they will print them all off to show Seth and will stick them up around his room in hospital where he stays in isolation whilst waiting for a second bone marrow transplant.
As a new parent his story has really touched me. I will be wearing yellow for Seth on Friday and I hope that by sharing this, as many people as possible can show in some small way that we are supporting him.