There is this German phrase to describe the time between Christmas and New Year: zwischen den Jahren, literally “between the years”. Which, of course, doesn’t exist.
But somehow, it does. As most folks are off work, at home, enjoying some family time. Schools are closed, too. Exciting and busy Christmas days are over. With this extra time at hand, and because the end of the year draws closer by the minute, people tend to recap, but also lay out plans for the new year. Maybe resolve upon changes. You know, all the stuff you stop doing, come February.
As if the change of the few digits in the date you type on top of letters somehow wipes the slate clean. Giving you a fresh start.
I can’t quite tune into this spirit, although I remember I did, when I was younger. At a time, when I still believed, I could reinvent myself. Turns out, I just stayed the same old me, no matter how much effort I put into becoming someone different. It was much better to eventually befriend myself.
The recapping bit, yes. It’s nice to go over last year’s happenings once more, to pin-point all the good stuff. One tends to forget too much of it. So it is a good practice, to fixate a point in time to actively sit down and rewind a period of time, picking out the important stuff. Which usually is the good, not the bad or the ugly. And “zwischen den Jahren” is a good time for it.
But all this resolution-business I’ve grown out of, somehow. Maybe, because experience taught me, that I am not prone to stick to any of them for too long. Or else – my preferred view on this matter – because there are not so many things in my live, I would wish to change. I am happy, as it is, and thankful for it. All I want, is, that things just keep on going as they are.