Happy New Year!
In which I follow my superstitions
Happy New Year to my Karyn Krew!
Have decided to name my Facebook and email fam the Karyn Krew.
Thank you for all of your support since 2020.
We’ve been together for four years.
Y’all have been with me every step on the way… providing feedback and support and really… just reading what I write.
I am so very grateful for each one of you.
There is a superstition that whatever you’re doing at midnight on New Year’s Eve is what you’ll be doing for the rest of the year.
My grandmother told me that.
I truly believe that.
I usually spend New Year’s Eve writing.
Reflecting on the past year and looking forward to what the new year holds.
My favorite New Year’s Eve was spent at Holy Cross Abbey.
The Abbey shuts down, but my friend Michael Waugh was the guestmaster.
I contacted him and said: I have a real need to be there for New Year’s Eve. I’ll bring all of my own food, I won’t disturb anything.
He cleared it for me.
It was glorious. I spent my time there in almost total silence.
I was alone in the guesthouse chapel at midnight.
I went to the monks’ 3:30 a.m. chant.
The monks know that no one is in the guesthouse.
I noticed them come in and then they did something I’ve never seen them do: They turned and looked out at the pews when they realized I was there.
It tickled me to no end.
It is truly one of my favorite New Year’s Eves ever.
Hoping y’all had a fulfilling New Year’s Eve and wishing you a fantabulous 2024!
