Today marks the first day of a new year. It is 2003. That’s hard to believe. By the end of this year, I will be a married man. At the Jensens’ New Year’s party last night, James gave a memorable and heart-felt toast that was the last one of 2002: “To Gabe and Jen.”
Later on in the evening when talk of resolutions came up, I declared that I don’t really believe in them; that people should set goals for themselves throughout the year rather than setting themselves up for failure once per year. But the one resolution I did and will declare is this: To be a good husband. Partly because I hope I will. And partly because it just sounds so crazy to hear that word referring to myself. (And partly because my future mother-in-law said I have no choice.)
I’m sort of cheating in getting this posting up on 1/1/03, which I was hoping to do before midnight here in New York. It’s slightly after midnight here due to a just-ended game of Hearts, but this post will still appear as January 1 since my blog defaults to Pacific Time. That differs from my posts during the last few days in New York since for each of those I went back and changed the time to reflect where I am. But tonight, I take liberties, since I wanted to have a New Year’s Day post.
Happy New Year! Here’s to a kick-ass year to come.
2 responses so far ↓
1 Peter A_nderson // Jan 2, 2003 at 11:31 am
“To be a good husband” has nobility, honor, love, respect, and a genuine sense of play –in a word, all the things that Gabe brings to the table of life.
2 Dave Reed // Jan 2, 2003 at 11:34 pm
If you think “husband” sounds weird, wait until you have to say, “father.” Both are titles of honor. I know you have the heart and dedication for it to work wonderfully.