Happy New Year

The chorus to this ABBA song goes something like this:

Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have a vision now and then
Of a world where every neighbour is a friend
Happy new year
Happy new year
May we all have our hopes, our will to try
If we don't we might as well lay down and die
You and I

A bajillion years ago in high school, I think I made people listen to this song incessantly right around this time of year.

Just to back that statement up, here's one Melanie posted on Facebook today:

Melanie Clark *Sings "Happy new year, happy new year, may we all.." As with EVERY New Years day, Abba haunts me until I cover my ears and start shouting "It's a small world after all.." CURSE YOU PAUL ADAMS, AND THE MITSUBISHI COLT YOU DROVE IN ON!!

At first glance, I smiled and giggled a little bit inside. Was I really that obnoxious back then? (when I see my nephew John in action I realize that I probably was…)

But on further reflection (are we supposed to be all reflecty today?), I started thinking more about the paths my life has taken since way back then.

Here's another lyric from the song, the one that has actually stuck with me all these years:

It's the end of a decade
In another ten years time
Who can say what we'll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine

Besides horribly dating the song in 1979 (ABBA was so 1970's after all), it also gave me pause to reflect at the end of '89, just like the song said.

So here's the rundown.

At the end of '89 I was working as the manager of an 8 screen movie theatre in Arlington TX. I remember being upset on New Years Eve because there were no less than 5 accidents between my work and my home at 2AM when I got off work. I had spent the last decade trying to balance going to college and maintaining a demanding 60 an hour a week job. I finally gave up on college. And soon after this decade was over, I gave up on the demanding job.

At the end of '99, I was living in San Francisco, working for myself, running my own company. In the decade since '89 I had worked in three of the crazy startups in Silicon Valley, I had worked at NASA, and I had survived cancer. I had made several trips to Europe and the UK (my first trip to Loch Ness to look for Nessie!) I had camped in the dessert looking for UFOs with Gary. I went to the Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras with Jim (That's in Australia). Who would've expected all that back when they released this song?

At the end of '09, I am living in Portland. I am married to the man (and his ginormous extended family) that I love. In the past decade I have been the youth director at the largest Methodist church in Oregon, I have re-connected with many of my friends from the old days, I have remained cancer free. I've been to Antarctica, South America, Alaska, back to Europe, and all over the USA.

And more good news: this song no longer applies. I don't have to play this game this decade, only because "nineteen" doesn't rhyme with "who can say what we'll find"…

But, if it did apply, looking ahead I plan to have many happy years with Tim, travel a lot, maybe get a dog. It's the simple things. Maybe I will check back in in the end of twenty-nine.

3 Comments

  1. Diane T.
    Posted 1/1/2010 at 3:14 pm | Permalink

    Camped in the dessert, huh? Hope it was chocolate!
    At the end of '89 I was a teacher for Aldine ISD. At the end of '99 I was a teacher for Aldine ISD. At the end of '09 I am a teacher for Aldine ISD. Huh! (Of course this doesn't tell all of the fun and exciting things I've done between the ends of decades…)

  2. Melanie
    Posted 1/2/2010 at 2:20 pm | Permalink

    Sweet Tweedy Lord!! Let's set the wayback machine and take a quick look:
    The end of '89, Kev had not yet proposed, but we'd been dating for over two years. Well, dating…we call them, with tongue firmly in cheek, 'the ashamed years'. My folks knew we were shaking up, and found it funny, and Kev's parents somehow believed that Kev just stayed over for alot of 'late movies'.
    The end of '99 – wow- I was pregnant with Patrick, we were sweating Kev's new job, as the insurance wouldn't kick in until Jan. 1. Luckily for us things didn't go drastic or south on my pregnancy until the Feb. after. At the time, we were afraid that they would decide my pregnancy was pre-existing. It was Sara's second Christmas- the first one she really had an idea what was going on. My parents were both healthy and happy, still at the "Give me my Grandbaby- oh, did you come too?" stage. This year was the first Christmas since 2001 where I really relaxed and got into the groove. No Santa fail, as far as the kids were concerned- big bonus! Kev is employed, found Diane again, Paul's happily married to a great guy, Neecie and Kim and Janis are all found again. Still talking about my trip to Portland, life looks better right now than it has in a long while. **throws salt and makes sign against the curse of bad luck, looking around nervously*****

  3. Melanie
    Posted 1/2/2010 at 2:27 pm | Permalink

    duh, shaking up!

    they = the EVIL INSURANCE COMPANY

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