Writing with Rox Weekly Prompt—Auld Lang Syne, me Dears!

young Dad

Like Harry and Sally, this song never made much sense to me other than the raw feeling it generates every time I hear it. It's one of the rare things in life I enjoy along with the masses, perhaps because my dad liked it so much and played it on the piano, along with Both Sides Now, Send in the Clowns, Holiday for Strings, and Country Roads while I did yoga and watched the boats go by.




I have a love/shame relationship with my deep love of this song. I own several covers of it and tend to sing it when doing the dishes. It works when I need a lift or when I need a good cry. I am trying to encourage my little kirtan and music community to somehow work it into a chant.... Auld Lang Syme, Krisna Krisna! Syme Lang Auld Hare Hare!    A few weeks ago my fiery, brilliant, state-the-obvious, ninja girly friend suggested that perhaps I love it sappily so because it is seen in like every movie there ever was that takes place on New Years. "You know," she said, "it's so cinematic."  





Well. There's a thought.

There's a thought I never wanted to think.

There's a thought that means I have been duped by Hollywood along with everyone else even though I have written a memoir about how not to be duped by Hollywood because I was duped by Hollywood growing up there.

What's your auld lang syne story? Excuse?



Today in Friday Writers we wrote "what I don't want to forget from 2012." I emphasized "what I don't want to  forget" verses "what I want to remember" because it adds a subtle spin on the focus. They could take it anywhere it went. To a memory. A rant. A moment in time that lasted a lifetime. A lesson learned. A laugh. A midnight summer thunder light show by the pool.  The results were gorgeous.


What do you want to not forget from 2012? Follow the trail.......... And don't forget to come write with me in 2013! Raising a cup of kindness and a thousand pens to you all, ROX                                 xoxoxo