Who among us has not experienced the pre-holiday New Year’s fever, during which we need to have time to complete all the affairs of the outgoing year, write a bunch of greeting cards, official and not so, understand where and with whom we will spend New Year’s Eve, what gifts will please close and distant friends, finally , decide where to go on free post-holiday days?
I want to do everything, but still not do it all, and we, often cursing ourselves, leave some important things for the next year, persuading others that since we didn’t finish something in the past year, then the chances of living one of us (and theirs) are significantly increasing …
The New Year seems to be a holiday that unites and forgives everyone, such a collective, planetary birthday, when fun should overflow. But why does the day of the end of the calendar year, the year of our life, bringing us closer to non-existence, pleases us so much? And why is it necessary to have time to drink – before the new one – for the old year?
And there is no need to convince ourselves that we raise our glasses to the accomplishments of the past year or to the addition to our families. After all, departures always happen, and failures, and defeats. But all the same, we persuade ourselves with all the sorrows: “But it was still a good year, do not anger fate and God.” Probably the main feeling that makes us move our glasses is “We are together, we are alive, and no one will take away what we have lived!”
We are alive, we have gathered at the festive table and for a moment we believe that this New Year’s Eve will really open a new – unknown to anyone, but preferably beautiful – page of our life. It’s like an illusion, like magic. It is as if we are becoming children again and playing heroes and beautiful ladies, ready for the most incredible twists of fate.
And we get better for it. We do not know what the coming year has in store for us. Yes, honestly, and we don’t want to know. After all, the New Year is a holiday of happy ignorance. And we would not waste the old happiness, if we have it, save loved ones, not lose ourselves in the whirlwind of life. To have enough strength and naive credulity in 12 months to again feel the cheerful fever of the upcoming holidays, promising something truly incredible.