Happy New Year Francis! My Christmas's and New Years, from age 14 to 20 were a big fish bowl of drugs and alcohol. However, on my sixteenth birthday I was given money that I wanted to use to buy a watch that could glow in the dark clubs. I walked past one of these inhumane pet stores on my way to buy the watch. I saw this terrified little puppy stuck in a tiny cage. I came home with a puppy not a watch that day. My brother said to me when he saw the dog, "Nice watch!"
Sophie the "watch dog"🤭 hated fireworks. She would go mental. When I was 20 I went to a News Years party at my friend's house. My mum always stayed home to look after Sophie round this time. My mum thought Sophie would be safe in the back garden that had higher walls. The low ones in the front she could jump and get out in the streets. When I came home Sophie injured herself trying to jump the high walls. After that I stayed home with Sophie. By the time Sophie past away I was 28, however I did manage to go out and celebrate New Year's now and again, gingerly trusting my mum to care for Sophie again. At 26 I went out with friends at work on New Years. At age 35 I fell pregnant and I celebrated the New year with my fiancé. I had 9 years not really caring about Christmas and New Year's. I was never Baa Humbug! about it, it was just Meh! to me. I worked because it paid more round that time. Having found a family of my own changed everything for me.
Something will not matter until you make it matter. However you can't just make it matter when it doesn't matter to you. You need something or someone to come along and make it matter for you.
My husband is very unwell, so I knew it was just me and Rosey this year. I asked Rosey if she wanted to stay up late to wish in the New Year. She asked me, "why?"
I replied, " Well, it is only polite to say goodbye to 2024 and say hello to 2025".
A penny dropped inside my daughter and my words stuck inside her little mind.
I am teaching my daughter how to read Tarot cards. I gave her a dragon card deck; she loves dragons. She did a reading for me called the Dragons Breath layout. The reading is about what dragon I need to slay. It was fascinating listening to her interpretation of the cards I placed out, and how my earlier words affected this
Rosey said, "Your dragon to slay is to say goodbye to 2024 and say hello to 2025. If you don't, 2024 cannot properly leave and 2025 cannot properly come in. You will be stuck in a limbo of it not being in 2024 nor 2025."
With that, I understand exactly what my Meh! was all about. I was in a limbo. An 8 y/o girl made me understand the significance of goodbye and hello. How in one moment something that didn't matter now matters a lot.
We talked all about 2024, the good and bad, whilst listening to Sophie Ellis-Bextor on BBC waiting for the count down. When the London Eye fireworks display happened, Rosey told 2024 out loud "goodbye and thank you" and welcomed 2025 like it was a guest visiting our house. "Hello, 2025 welcome to the von Ayres family home. You can stay for 365 days but then you have to go like 2024 just did."
How does something that never mattered before now matters so much?
What a lovely New Year's celebration I had; one of the best! 😘👌
Just when you think you can never drunk again,shots.
I had some great new years,but that was Glasgow and Edinburgh growing up and many things were involved. Now I thunk ill die if I try stay up for the bells...I'm so tired,and I'm working in the morning.
Fucking being a grown up will give you more in the long run than partying like a delinquent adolescent. What you are going out and doing tomorrow is going to be of a foot hold for your future than any drunken escapade. You should be fucking proud of yourself, not feeling sorry for yourself. Why are you so upset about working. You don't have to work tomorrow, you get to! To work and pay for your own way in this world is a blessing not a curse. My heart fills with pride knowing you are going out there and working. For 9 years I worked Christmas and New Years in a row. Nearly a whole decade went past without celebrating the holidays so I could buy and pay off my own house. Everything I have today is because of me and the hard work I put into it. I appreciate every second of my life, even the shit. Can you say the same? Hopefully you can say that. Tomorrow seems to be a good chance that you will one day.
Yes.It works. I spent 11 months of 2024 doing exactly that. I’ll carry on this year. The cold harsh truth about yourself stings at best. But it cuts through all the waffle and bull crap that usually fuels another year of ADHD infested procrastination, paralysis and wandering off down rabbit holes to avoid dealing with the areas that really do need lots of time, attention and graft.
Nice to see you writing more, Francis. Lots of luck for 2025 - and thanks for the great advice: simple honesty.
Great piece to end the year. Truth and pain lead to growth. All the best to you for 2025, Francis!
Excellent message! Thank you.
I am not afraid and intend to run into the new year butt naked and screaming, with an erection too.
Happy new Year hermano, we have a lot to look forward to!
Is there a naked lady involved in this. If not your erection is pointless 🤭
The world is my naked lady Claudia
Love that🤗
Hey! What if he prefers a naked man!
Not likely 🤷♀️
Brilliant! I am doing just that, without the erection, obvs!
It’s about the attitude!
Absolutely! Totally got that.
Happy New Year Francis! My Christmas's and New Years, from age 14 to 20 were a big fish bowl of drugs and alcohol. However, on my sixteenth birthday I was given money that I wanted to use to buy a watch that could glow in the dark clubs. I walked past one of these inhumane pet stores on my way to buy the watch. I saw this terrified little puppy stuck in a tiny cage. I came home with a puppy not a watch that day. My brother said to me when he saw the dog, "Nice watch!"
Sophie the "watch dog"🤭 hated fireworks. She would go mental. When I was 20 I went to a News Years party at my friend's house. My mum always stayed home to look after Sophie round this time. My mum thought Sophie would be safe in the back garden that had higher walls. The low ones in the front she could jump and get out in the streets. When I came home Sophie injured herself trying to jump the high walls. After that I stayed home with Sophie. By the time Sophie past away I was 28, however I did manage to go out and celebrate New Year's now and again, gingerly trusting my mum to care for Sophie again. At 26 I went out with friends at work on New Years. At age 35 I fell pregnant and I celebrated the New year with my fiancé. I had 9 years not really caring about Christmas and New Year's. I was never Baa Humbug! about it, it was just Meh! to me. I worked because it paid more round that time. Having found a family of my own changed everything for me.
Something will not matter until you make it matter. However you can't just make it matter when it doesn't matter to you. You need something or someone to come along and make it matter for you.
My husband is very unwell, so I knew it was just me and Rosey this year. I asked Rosey if she wanted to stay up late to wish in the New Year. She asked me, "why?"
I replied, " Well, it is only polite to say goodbye to 2024 and say hello to 2025".
A penny dropped inside my daughter and my words stuck inside her little mind.
I am teaching my daughter how to read Tarot cards. I gave her a dragon card deck; she loves dragons. She did a reading for me called the Dragons Breath layout. The reading is about what dragon I need to slay. It was fascinating listening to her interpretation of the cards I placed out, and how my earlier words affected this
Rosey said, "Your dragon to slay is to say goodbye to 2024 and say hello to 2025. If you don't, 2024 cannot properly leave and 2025 cannot properly come in. You will be stuck in a limbo of it not being in 2024 nor 2025."
With that, I understand exactly what my Meh! was all about. I was in a limbo. An 8 y/o girl made me understand the significance of goodbye and hello. How in one moment something that didn't matter now matters a lot.
We talked all about 2024, the good and bad, whilst listening to Sophie Ellis-Bextor on BBC waiting for the count down. When the London Eye fireworks display happened, Rosey told 2024 out loud "goodbye and thank you" and welcomed 2025 like it was a guest visiting our house. "Hello, 2025 welcome to the von Ayres family home. You can stay for 365 days but then you have to go like 2024 just did."
How does something that never mattered before now matters so much?
What a lovely New Year's celebration I had; one of the best! 😘👌
Happy New year Francis. Needed to hear that. Thank you
Your problem was,you stopped drinking.
Just when you think you can never drunk again,shots.
I had some great new years,but that was Glasgow and Edinburgh growing up and many things were involved. Now I thunk ill die if I try stay up for the bells...I'm so tired,and I'm working in the morning.
I fkn hate being a grown up.
Fucking being a grown up will give you more in the long run than partying like a delinquent adolescent. What you are going out and doing tomorrow is going to be of a foot hold for your future than any drunken escapade. You should be fucking proud of yourself, not feeling sorry for yourself. Why are you so upset about working. You don't have to work tomorrow, you get to! To work and pay for your own way in this world is a blessing not a curse. My heart fills with pride knowing you are going out there and working. For 9 years I worked Christmas and New Years in a row. Nearly a whole decade went past without celebrating the holidays so I could buy and pay off my own house. Everything I have today is because of me and the hard work I put into it. I appreciate every second of my life, even the shit. Can you say the same? Hopefully you can say that. Tomorrow seems to be a good chance that you will one day.
I was joking.
Bring on 2025!
Thank you, Francis. Best of the New Year to you.
Yes.It works. I spent 11 months of 2024 doing exactly that. I’ll carry on this year. The cold harsh truth about yourself stings at best. But it cuts through all the waffle and bull crap that usually fuels another year of ADHD infested procrastination, paralysis and wandering off down rabbit holes to avoid dealing with the areas that really do need lots of time, attention and graft.