Where were you at midnight?

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The Daily Prompt  read “Where were you last night at midnight? Would you have wanted to be somewhere else?”

At midnight, I was snug as a bug in my bed and had been for several hours. If you’ve read my blogs before you might already know, that although I love owls, I am not a nocturnal creature.  I more accurately resemble the pygmy owls who are crepuscular, from what I’ve read.  This means they are active closer to dawn and dusk.

I saw posts on social media last night about people getting ready to go out and on television one guy was impatiently waiting on the ball to drop.  He had been camped out since 11:00 am.  It makes me tired even thinking of staying up that late.  And for what?  To watch a huge, lighted ball travel down a flag pole?  Let me think about that.  Um. Okay.  No.  But, to each their own; I know people who have that on their bucket list.

I ate my favorite organic pizza, took a nice hot bath, prayed about the coming new year and went to bed at 9:00 pm.  It’s safe to say I was out cold by 9:30.  I’m pretty sure I had already nodded off on the couch prior to that.   I woke up early and started on the black-eyed peas, pork and greens; not because I think it brings me luck, but because it’s a family tradition, it was all on sale and it’s good food.

Today, as I see posts on Facebook it seems that some people are vexed about the old adage, “new year, new me”.  Personally, I think any time is a good time to reflect, to make resolutions to do more for others,  or be a better person.  I’m not sure there is anyone out there who wouldn’t benefit from spending a little time looking in the mirror, re-evaluating their priorities and re-focusing on their Creator.

I think we all want to be better than the person we were yesterday and with God’s help, I plan to reach new goals this year.

Happy New Year and May God Bless You all Richly!

Lisa

Comments

  1. My mom collected owls when I was growing up and had a beautiful collection, some of them worth quite a bit. One year my brother, sister and I, all under the age of eight, were thrilled to find what we thought of as the “perfect owl.” It’s the only one she has left. Thanks for the memory!

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