Besides my birthday, Christmas and the birthdays of those important in my life, the other two most important days of my life are the first and last days of the year.
I cannot remember when this started but it’s certainly a tradition I am fastidious about nowadays. I pay close attention to how I spend these two significant days.
I do that because the year ebbs and flows and there are days you can control and days you can’t. But somehow there is import associated with how you start and end your year, I feel. And so I pay close attention to how I let these days run their course. I am selective about the things I do and about how I choose to spend my time because like it or not, time flies. And while you try to control most of your life on other days, it’s obvious most days that you can’t control much.
You can control yourself. You can control your reaction, your thoughts, your decisions and your action.
And so I guess you could say, that of all the days of the year, I am at my most mindful on these two days. But that is not to say, that life doesn’t catch up with me. I lose my rag at times (quite often). I get impatient, I do what I need to do as opposed to what I want to do. But through it all, I focus on the things that are important.
I figure that of all the days of the year, these are the most important and therefore, you really ought to end well. And you ought to give yourself a flying headstart.
I don’t work on these days.
I think and reflect back on highlights and low points.
I think about what I am grateful for.
I think about what needs to change.
I have fun.
I do what makes me happy on these days.
And how about you? Does it matter?