BrownSuga's Sweet Spot: Auld Lang Syne

Dear 2006,

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne?

It’s time to say farewell. Personally, I’m not sorry to see you go. No offense intended, but you know that you didn’t treat me as well as past years. And like any relationship, it’s not always one side’s fault. So I will take responsibility for my lack of interest, my short temper and my blatant excitement for 2007.

Don’t feel like you’ve let me down. There are many people who fell in love with you and will remember you fondly for the rest of their lives. You were good to some and even better to more. I can be a difficult person to appease. I find fault in all the little things. Although, there were times when I was truly happy.

I will always remember you as the year that I got to spend Christmas in my hometown with my husband. I lost 20 pounds during your 365 day reign. I even rediscovered things about myself I had forgotten.

So all in all it wasn’t all bad. But I won’t cry to see you go. I ate my greens the last two days in hopes of good sense with finances this year. I don’t eat black eyed peas and since I’m an adult now my parents can’t force them on me anymore, so I’ll have to skip on luck (I don’t believe in luck anyway so I guess that all works out). Resolution-wise I refuse to make the common ones about weight, money, and being a better person. They are usually so vague they ask to be ignored and given up on by February.

What I will take into 2007 are the lyrics to a song I fell in love with during your reign.

"Unwritten" by Natasha Bedingfield

I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten

Oh, oh, oh

I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way

Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find

Can it be anymore vague? But that is the point. Today for so many is the beginning of a new book, new chapter and for some a whole new damn library. No one else can tell us what it is we want out of 2007. We have the power to make ourselves happy so use that power wisely.

So, farewell dear 2006. I’ll never forget you. And as the immortal words of a song sung as one year ends and another begins…

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
And surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

Bye,

BrownSuga