Why I Didn’t Celebrate the New Year

I haven’t celebrated New Year in almost six years now, and this is the first year I actually considered going to bed early.

It’s strange because I’m Scottish and Hogmanay is a HUGE event in Scotland. Most of us make our own way to Edinburgh with our friends and celebrate it in the best way possible; or at least, those of us that can. Even rarer that I don’t drink alcohol. I’m like a Haggis wandering its merry way through a deep forest ravine in the thick of the Cairngorms, stopping to sniff the flowers and watch tentatively as a golden Leprechaun skips by.

I’m a bit of an agnostic evolutionist, and whilst I don’t believe in man-made Gods and the somewhat cryptic logic that befalls them, I do believe that there’s a lot about this world that we, or science, just haven’t discovered yet.  Many, many years ago we celebrated Christmas and New Year’s as a way to give thanks for enduring the worst of the weather our Solar Cycle could throw at us. To survive that was an epic triumph. Food was scarce, and for all the medicines that are available to us now, there were none back then that could cure even our currently easiest to treat ailments. Thousands of years before time and dates were recorded, we would ritually give thanks for surviving yet another harvest, yet another winter, yet another harsh climate.

And now we sit in our cosy homes with food aplenty and drinks flowing. A lot of us live until we’re 90, and beyond. We take antibiotics if we’re unwell, and seek hospital treatment if worse. My Grandad could remember a time when it was common to have a brother, or sister, or family member die young because of the medicines and treatments that weren’t available.

But the whole premise of New Year has been lost on me. I don’t drink. My alcohol intake has been 0% going on eleven years now. I was brought up in a family that understood the whole substance of New Year was to get flat out drunk and break every new resolve they had vowed the very next day. Apparently it wasn’t a good night if you made it home.

My Mum, even now, has some superstitions about New Year and how it can have a dramatic effect on the year to come. She would always force me to have a shower and clean my room the night before the bells rung in. She hadn’t grasped the concept that I should have been made to do this every day. Every. Day.

Of course I’m not saying that I only shower once a year, or that I live in an unkempt hoarder house cleaned only on Hogmanay, but my idea is that we shouldn’t be looking at one day to make resolutions to change our lives for the better. We should be doing it every, damn, day. Every new day for me is a start from scratch. I look at life like this:

“What can I improve upon today that I failed on yesterday?”

This month alone I’ve made important changes to my life because of the adverse influence some situations have been having on my life. One of them being that I have become more focused on my writing. I’m terrible at getting lost in deep, deep conversations with really good friends but it’s had a negative impact on my production. Since realizing this, I’ve been focusing more on creating content and seeking my goals. That’s not to say that I won’t be having any more deep conversations with friends, because often they bring up the best ideas for content; only that I will use my time more productively.

And it’s an ongoing thing. Every day I look at what I’m doing, how I’m interacting with people, how can I approach things differently to better my life. In every area, in every part.

So I look back on New Year and I think, what does it hold for me anymore that I don’t do on a daily basis? I surround myself with amazing friends, I make resolutions to myself daily, I have a loving family, and I don’t drink.

It’s just not a special day anymore for me like it used to be; it doesn’t hold the pizzazz it used to. I don’t think in terms of years to change things, it’s an every waking moment of my daily life for me. And there’s always something to change because I’m far from perfect.

But I’m not saying I hope you didn’t go out and have fun, because I’m not one of these naysayers that tell you what you should be doing. I hope you had the best New Year EVER! And spent it in the best way that you could, or wanted to.

For me, it was write an article (coincidentally, this one), have a coffee, talk to friends, then snuggle up with the wife. That’s a good New Year for me.

I hope you had an amazing time.

And Happy New Year!

This post is dedicated to Darla Halyk and her everlasting quest to spread love into this world. I want her to feel a bit of unconditional love back, and that she’s not alone. She deserves it.

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12 thoughts on “Why I Didn’t Celebrate the New Year

  1. Congratulations. You are not alone. I don’t celebrate holidays or birthdays. Everyday is a day to celebrate for me, but I am retired so I have a reason to celebrate every day. I stopped drinking booze, beer and wine back in 1982. Haven’t been drunk since.

    And I want everyone to have a great, healthy day everyday.

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  2. I learn more & more about my Scottish heritage every day, haha. Clan MacDuff from the Kingdom of Fife, for the win!

    I also went to bed early this year, although rang in the new year. That’ll tend to happen when you have a baby who eats at night, lol.

    Holidays like New Years, Thanksgiving, and others are ones that I appreciate because it gives me an annual reminder to be thankful, set goals, and just check in with myself.

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    1. Wow! MacDuff? My Uncle lives right outside their direlict and erroded castle in East Wemyss, in the Kingdom of Fife. And actually, Fife is where I was brought up. If you’d like, I’ll bring you a few pictures back when I next visit 🙂

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  3. Ack, I don’t celebrate the new year, either. It feels like a made-up thing and, being an extreme morning person, I don’t see the point of waiting up till midnight. Where we live, our community has some fun events geared towards families with children. This means everything is done by 9:00, and that’s fine by me.

    I saw the perfect new year’s resolution on Twitter: “My resolution is to remember to write 2017 instead of 2016.”

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  4. Hi!
    In fact, you’re not alone. I celebrate every day and I try to be better every day too. The last day of the year is just the day before the first day of the next year!!!
    Thank you for sharing.
    AnaGui

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  5. I agree with u sir , and also never celebrated new year coz i also believed that every day is for celebrate but first time i celebrated this new year u know why? Bcz earlier i was a student , me and my friends meets daily and gossips and enjoys every moment
    But now we all left our , we all are at different places bcz of studies and jobs e.t.c so we missed to eachone so we all made plaand to meet once again so we can live our school memories again so this new was just excuse to meet to eachone for us , and we all spend full night together it was really great day for all of us Sir . And now i like this day so much Sir

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