When I was a kid, my Gran had awesome New Year’s Eve parties for all her friends and neighbors. She would always make punch in her crystal punch bowl. Our neighbor, Faye, would bring bbq lil smokies. Everyone would dress up and come over to eat, drink, and visit.
Tonight isn’t fancy. Only the four of us. A cheap sign made from construction paper and markers. Junk food I didn’t have to cook.
But there is love and my Gran’s punch bowl and Faye’s lil smokies. And I hope that 30 years from now, my kids are passing these little traditions on to their children.
Happy 2020 to all!