We are just a month away from the beginning of the Jewish New Year. This past year has been pretty rough for most of us. Covid has changed our lives in so many ways that it’s hard to imagine a happy future. Anxiety and depression are just two of the negative effects of Covid and is worsened by “Breaking News” segments burning the daily death counts into our brains and promising more bad news to come. Something needs to change. Perhaps part of the answer can be found in an article I wrote in 2011:
I’ve always loved New Years! New Years is a celebration of life. New Years is full of hope with everyone wishing each other a happy, healthy, and prosperous year. New Years is a time of reflection, looking back at the time that was, assessing what was good, what was bad, and what you wished you had done.
New Years marks a new beginning as you look forward to what you pledge to accomplish, the things you want to set right, and the things you failed to do in the preceding year.
Why can’t everyday be New Years? Why not start every day off by wishing each other a happy, healthy and prosperous day? Why can’t everyday be a reflection of the past and a renewed pledge to do better in the future?
Think how much we could accomplish if each and every day we awakened by celebrating today as if it was the onset of the New Year. I think I’ll try to follow my own advice. I will proclaim a new holiday called, “Happy New Day”! May today and every day bring you health, happiness, and prosperity. May every morning you awaken and be blessed with hope and the knowledge that each day is a blessing.
Sometimes it’s easy to lose sight of the fact that each day you walk the earth is a blessing. As many of you are aware, my own attitude has been quite negative lately. As I stated yesterday, it’s time for me to go to work and improve my health and attitude. It’s time to post my Blessing’s List on my mirror and count my blessings every morning and night. Perhaps it’s time for you to do the same.
I wish you could hear my 3 year old granddaughter singing, “It’s a Beautiful Day in the neighborhood” as I finish this article. Time to go play.
Here’s your music for the day and a joke.
A biker walks into a bar and sits down on a bar stool near the end of the bar.
He takes a look at the menu and it reads as follows:
Hamburger – 2.99
Cheeseburger – 3.99
Chicken Sandwich – 4.99
Hand Jobs – 19.99
The crusty old biker waves the bartender down, and up walks this tall, busty, beautiful redhead in her mid-twenties. She smiles at the biker coyly, and he asks in a quiet voice “Are you the one who gives the hand jobs?” The bartender blushes slightly and says “Yes, I am” with a sexy little smile. The biker grins and says, “Well wash your hands, because I want a cheeseburger.”