It’s a funny thing about tomorrow; although it’ll be the start of a brand-new year, 2020, were it not for turning the page on the calendar, would anyone notice a difference? The 1920s were known as the Roarin’ Twenties. What will the 2020s be known as?
Looking back at several past New Years, I can see many changes, huge changes since the years when I was a girl. But, those changes came so imperceptibly, no one noticed them much until seen through the prism of years. Some changes have been good; some have been not so good, in fact, awful. But, the good, I believe, far out-weighs the bad.
This past year, my seventh cozy mystery, Moonstruck and Murderous, debuted. It was on December 31, 2019, that I sent the completed version of Moonstruck to Pen-L Publishing, to be published in July. Launching a new book is always exciting.
I’ve watched my grandchildren grow, learn, win honors and success, and have been blessed to share these good times with them. Youngsters aren’t given much to nostalgia. They are too busy with the here and now. We who are not so young could take a lesson from them.
My wish and hope for all of us, my friends and family, is that we stay aware and alert and healthy, that we take part in the world around us, that we change what needs to be changed, or at least give it a healthy try, and that we don’t dwell on the negative and not too much on the past. There’s so much to discover and look forward to and enjoy, that we should have no time for dismal thoughts. Most of all, I hope that we enter the new year with anticipation and faith.
The Lord is near the little things on earth below, in sky above.
How babies grow, the flight of birds are sermons spoken without words.
For children’s feet and geese’s wings are guided by His love.
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