I always enter the New Year with a sense of excitement. It’s not so much that I’m anxious to see the end of the previous year, but it’s more the thoughts of what lies ahead in the months to come. I’m like a child in that sense. Who are we, if at times, we cannot see the world through the eyes of a child, but old and stale and far too grumpy for our own good.
I’ve often heard people express their thoughts on how horrible the old year has been and how they’re looking forward seeing it come to an end. While I can understand where they’re coming from, I’ve never had that feeling for some reason. It’s not that every year has been stellar because it hasn’t. Like everyone else I’ve seen my share of sorrow and sadness, but I’ve also seen plenty of joy and laughter. Hopefully, these things eventually balance out. There is so much for us to take delight in in our lives, but I sometimes think we dig too deep into the gory parts of life, ignore all those special moments we’ve experience through-out the year, simply because they aren’t grand enough or don’t sparkle brightly enough to warrant our attention when sometimes those tiny moments are what keeps us going.
With all that is going on in our world at the present moment, I’m sure some people are dreading what the year ahead will mean for us both personally and globally. Believe me, I’ve had those feelings myself. Much of what is to come is out of our hands. There’s nothing we can do to change world events. What we can do is to try and change our reaction to those events as best we can. We won’t always be able to stay positive. Sometimes we might become quite angry and depressed. But hopefully, that positive outlook will win out in the end as we remember to cherish those small magical moments that are peppered through our day.
Already this year seems special. This year Canada celebrates 150 years of confederation. And have I mentioned that 2017 marks East Dalhousie’s 200th Anniversary? Now that’s something that only happens every 200 years! Most of us won’t live to see it again. 😉 I’ve decided this year will be the year for adventure. I’ve a few things coming up that I’ll share as they unfold, but really, the true adventure will be all those things that are not yet in the planning stage. You know, the things that happen right out of the blue when you least expect it. Maybe some small things, maybe some big. Kind of like winning the lottery, only there doesn’t have to be any money involved. While lots of money is nice, welcomed even, it isn’t a requirement for living a happy life.
Last evening I sat down to write my list of intentions for the upcoming year and to look back on last year’s list. It’s just something I’ve been doing for awhile now. Of course not everything I intended to have happen happened, but I was pleased by what I saw. It’s just a different way to reflect upon life. I’ve never been one to make resolutions. There’s just something about it that seems too restricting, or maybe too forced. Whatever the case, I plan to focus on as many delightful moments through-out the year as possible. And I am hopeful they will outshine any of the not so wonderful moments that are bound to come along.
Wishing all my readers a happy 2017. May it be filled with many special moments along the way.
Posted by Laura Best on December 31, 2016
“It is better to spend one day contemplating the birth and death of all things than a hundred years never contemplating beginnings and endings.” ~~Budda
I’m always anxious for the new year to start. For me it represents beginnings. Beginnings are usually exciting and fresh, filled with so many promises I can’t close my eyes at night. Beginnings have the ability to tantalize, surprise and delight. With all that, do you wonder why I love beginnings so much? I have to admit, however, 2012 doesn’t see me beginning anything new on the writing front. I’m actually reworking a story I wrote some time ago, one of those stories that keep creeping back, begging me to keep working at it until I have the story told just so. Once that is finally done to the story’s satisfaction, I have a few new ideas I’m anxious to get started on. But all in good time. The wonderful thing about beginnings is that they can come to us at anytime not just when a new year begins.
Of course with every beginning there are also endings. It’s the way life is. Endings are sometimes as welcomed as what beginnings are, but not always. This post is about an ending to something that I only wish would never have had to end—at least not for a good long while.
In early December I received an email from the good folks at Sagors’ Bookstore in Bridgewater informing their customers that they would be closing their doors at the end of the month, and it made me SO sad. I hadn’t been expecting this, at least not just yet. Over the years I’d come to think of Sue and Ron as good friends, and their store a great place to stop by and chat when I had some time to spare. Sue and Ron helped me launch Bitter, Sweet, and I think they were almost as excited as I was that day! I did say almost. At any rate I was delighted to be able to share the day with them.
Sagors’ Bookstore has been on King Street since 1972. That’s a very long time. It’s hard to believe that the new year won’t find me browsing their selves for some of the latest YA Fiction. And in most cases, when I wanted a book ordered in they were able to do so. My mum also ordered many of her books this way. King Street has seen the loss of many small business over the years and it’s a real shame. Times change and people are often forced to shop in the larger stores where they can get the best deals. It’s the reality of the world we live in today. Some of us accept it willingly while others do not.
We are slowly losing our little bookstores and I can’t seem to put a positive spin on this. I wish it didn’t have to be so. I wish that people were able to support our small, independently owned bookstores instead of buying online from the larger distributors.
I can only wish for a future filled with nothing but the very best for Sue and Ron. I hope great things await you both.
Are there any independently owned bookstores in your area? Do you support them or do you purchase your books from a larger retailer that often has better buys, or do you buy your books online?
Posted by Laura Best on January 9, 2012
I’ll admit, my blog presence has been a bit scarce this past while.There have been several reasons. Christmas being one of them, plus the company of my daughter and granddaughter these past two weeks (Yay!) and not to mention the distraction with the guitar contest I blogged about last week.
Just want to thank those of you who took part in the contest and to let you know what the outcome was. I hadn’t planned to blog about the contest in the beginning because I knew quite a few of you who read this blog are also facebook friends and had already voted, but in the end I knew it would take every last vote we could get, and well, when it’s family involved I guess you do what you can. Right? Starting out with over 500 votes behind, we were able to get within 20 votes of the leader in the end and had nearly 1600 people supporting our efforts!!! Pretty darned impressive if you ask me. It only goes to prove that there are a lot of people out there willing to do something nice for someone even if that someone is a complete stranger.
Because the numbers were so close and because my nephew’s story was one that resonated with many people, Jimmy Rankin decided to give away two signed guitars… I mean how super is that? The whole reason behind everyone working toward this was to help lift my nephew’s spirits as he recovered from a broken back.
Not being an online person, my nephew still doesn’t know about any of this and won’t until the guitar is finally delivered to him. Bet he’s going to be surprised…
As to how he’s doing, he’s “amazed” everyone at the rehabilitation centre with how quickly he’s come along in his recovery and I’m really not surprised. Strength and determination go along way when we’re recuperating. He’s now out of rehab and staying with his parents, able to walk although the paralysis is still there. We’re all hopeful that he’ll make a full recovery. To be truthful, you can’t tell me that his recovery wasn’t helped along by the prayers of so many. For those of you who included him in your prayers, I thank you and so does Rob.
Next week I’m hoping to be back to regular blogging… Happy New Year to you all!
Posted by Laura Best on January 5, 2012
Yeah, I know, there have been so many versions of this written that it starts to get sickening. But guess what? You’re going to have to punish through another poorly written “The Night Before Christmas” sort of poem. It was just for fun and really more of a tribute to all of you to let you know I appreciate your visits and your friendships. I couldn’t possibly mention everyone by name, but I managed to work in the names of some of your blogs.
So here goes…
T’was the night before Christmas ‘round the old blogosphere,
The bloggers were all sleeping; it had been a great year.
By the looks of their stats they were becoming well known,
Their reputations on the internet had steadily grown.
But lo in the darkness one blogger was posting,
Someone named Laura, her blogging friends she was toasting.
To let them all know just how appreciated they are,
All her friends on the internet the near and the far.
To all of the bloggers who stopped by last year,
Your comments were welcomed, your friendships so dear,
Together we shared, the good and the bad,
The books that we’d published, the spam that we’d had
To the ones “Freshly Pressed” your subscriptions were rising,
Not sure how you did it, but I am kind of surmising,
That word tags and content is what does the trick
To Carol, Linda and Wendy, it was really quite slick
To see your great blogs on the “Freshly Pressed” stage,
Was really quite something, you were all the rage,
A little excitement to keep spirits high,
And to make all this blogging stuff feel worthwhile.
Here’s to those times when “I know I made you smile,”
And to the “five cats” who stroll along the blogosphere mile
While we might not be “Herding Cats in Hammond River,” it is plain
Trying to think up great content sometimes boggles our brains
I hope you don’t mind these “ramblings from the left“
Some times I’m “….half awake and sleeping ” and not very deft
But as “A New Day Dawns“, I’ll still be “Write here, write now“
And all my online friends should really take a bow.
To those times you might have thought I was “Out of my mind”
When really dear bloggers there is nothing more sublime
Than “Doing the Write Thing” on the blogging scene
Those who post every day, you are really quite keen.
Had it not been for blogging we never would have met
Even the”Brightest Blue” sky can’t replace the time I’ve spent
Reading Careann’s Musings and the “Cluclutz writer’s “posts,
I have added so many in Google Reader, I’d kind of like to boast.
To be sure there are blogging “moments that take your breath away,”
We’re living a”A Life Less Ordinary“, all we really have is today,
To share our thoughts at one moment in time,
I know this poem is bad, I’m just trying to make it rhyme.
While some blogs just got started, others faded to the dust
You need to post in the New Year, oh really, really must!
For what would I do if you all disappeared?
I’d be all alone in the old blog-hemisphere.
So to ALL of you bloggers my hat goes off to you,
There was no way I could fit all your names in, it is true.
Just know in your hearts that this message is for you
So “Unleash the Flying Monkeys” and Happy New Year to you too!
So, I promised a poorly written poem and I delivered.
Now feel free to add your own lines in the comment section, use your own name or the name of your blog if you wish because we could keep this going on forever if we wanted to. Note: I said if we wanted to….. In the meantime I hope you had a giggle enjoy the holidays!
Posted by Laura Best on December 20, 2011