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Auld Lang Syne — I’ll Be Seeing You
Hold your loves close
I don’t yearn for the past, nor desire to have it back. Not a bit. You see, God’s already done a great work in me and continues on with needed changes, of which I anticipate the polished results. I do pay an occasional visit to the days of yore, to honor and cherish the people I’ve known and loved. Listening to the old song “I’ll Be Seeing You… in all the old familiar places,” always reminds me of the impressions people leave behind, some subtle, some bold.
In a sense, we are the sum of the characters in our life. They mold our capabilities, our spirit, and our fears. So on the eve of yet another New Year, I’ll raise a glass of virgin cheer in honor and remembrance of those I love and look forward to one day seeing again.
As a child, I raised a glass of juice, happy to be awake at midnight, madly curious about the bubbly champagne.
As a teen, I raised a glass of the alluring forbidden bubbles, pondering who I’d like to kiss me and who had better not try.
As a young wife and mother, I raised a glass of bubbly, tears streaming for thoughts of what the future will bring for my crazy, loving family.
As a mature woman, I raised several glasses in regret, remorse, and hopes for change and better years to come.
