Happy New another Year!

     Better late than never! Happy New Year to everyone. May YOUR new year be different from the past one at least in the degree of happiness (I certainly talk about the increase of that degree) and if there are some tears in your life, may them be the tears of joy!

     Talking about the New Year and of course some "new life" people promise to start every year, I just wanted to think of the resolutions we (including me somewhere at the subconscious level) make every single new year. Are they really going to be followed by us? As far as I remember, I used to have about 1-2 resolutions for the coming year. The 1st one was to lose weight (I used to have 'some' extra weight) and the 2nd - to find my love. And nothing could shake my firm opinion that these 2 things are closely interconnected. Then, when both of these things happened to me, I never had an idea it had had something to do with those funny resolutions! I believe that if not ANYTHING depends on us, SOMETHING, though a very tiny something, does. And this 'something' is our belief in ourselves, in our personal potential and in something else.
     I'm a fatalist, I think... And if there's some book somewhere in the Universe which contains all possible chains of events, I'd like that book to be hidden from us as long as possible to let us make those resolutions (in case of becoming reality) and be proud of ourselves that they did happen that year as "WE" had planned them to be. 

     So... I don't even know why I am writing all these things... My point is I'd like you to enjoy just another year which has been given to you for SOME REASON (though these things might sound better when it's someone's birthday, anyway...). May one of your resolutions be 'to live, to be thankful to someone up there in the sky or whereever, to enjoy the process of living no matter what'. And as a happy ending of my useless train of thoughts I'd like to share with you the quote I liked. May be it was a motivation for me to write this stuff. Anyway, it made me think about the Eternal which is a rare moment:

I understand (I think) that life depends on death. That we cannot have a planet in the first place without the previous deaths of collapsing stars; further, that in order for complex organisms like you and me to inhabit this planet, for there to be self-conscious and self replicating life, an enormous sequence of evolutionary mutations has had to be tried out and discarded. I can see this, and when I ask 'Why is death happening to me?' I can applaud the theologian John Bowker's crisp reply: 'Because the Universe is happening to you'. 

Nothing to Be Afraid of by Julian Barnes