Sunday, December 31, 2017
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year! I hope 2018 is kinder to all of us. Cancer and politics, and maybe the cancer of politics seem to have been the tune during 2017. We've lost friends and beloved authors this year.
I've been fortunate. I have my family, all of my friends, including all of you readers, and so many books. I had the chance to go to Paris, something my father always hoped I would do. I lost two cats this year, but still have three beloved ones.
May 2018 bring all of us happiness, good books, and, most of all, good health.
Last year, I ended the post with this song. I'm not copying the entire song this year, but it's still appropriate.
So, here's a toast to you, and a song from an Irish singer. Eamonn McCrystal wrote and performs, "Friends As Yet to Come".
May all the blessings of the world
Be well within your reach.
And all the days that lie ahead
Be ones of love and peace.
When the midnight falls upon us
And the elder year is done,
We'll raise a glass to friends of yore
And friends as yet to come.
May seasons of good fortune drift
Along and find you well.
And by this time next New Year's Eve,
Have you new tales to tell.
Happy New Year! Here's to all those new tales in our life, our own, and the ones in books!