Jan­uary mem­o­ries can warm the heart

The Covington News - - OPINION - DOROTHY PIEDRAHITA COLUM­NIST Dorothy Fra­zier Piedrahita wel­comes reader com­ments. She can be reached at ufra­zier2001@ya­hoo.com.

The hol­i­days are al­most over. The joy that we share and the smiles we of­fer to strangers seem only to last for a few weeks.

For some of us, the time is here again to think about mak­ing res­o­lu­tions that we rarely keep. How­ever, with per­sis­tence and an an­nual prom­ise, we may clean out clos­ets of shoes and old cloth­ing that no longer are worn.

Some of us have clothes from the 1980s, think­ing one day we can make a real fash­ion state­ment. Not likely!

Vows and res­o­lu­tions are im­por­tant, and Jan­uary is a great month to at least re­dis­cover one’s self.

Jan­uary also is a great month for or­ga­niz­ing our homes, some­thing we’ve been vow­ing to do through­out the other 11 months of the year, no doubt. Re­cently I pur­chased a tri- ple-tiered or­ga­nizer. So far, it isn’t hung. I’m aim­ing for Jan­uary.

I’m also happy to cel­e­brate other cul­tures, and Jan. 31 marks the be­gin­ning of the 15-day Chi­nese New Year celebration. I have a col­lec­tion of chop­sticks, so dur­ing this time I will bring them out to en­joy. Up­com­ing is the year of the Wooden Horse.

I didn’t know be­fore I started re­search­ing Chi­nese New Year that the color orange sym­bol­izes good for­tune and wealth. I painted my kitchen orange this year.

I am wait­ing for my wealth; I al­ready have the good for­tune, just by be­ing healthy and hav­ing a lov­ing fam­ily and good friends.

On New Year’s Eve, some peo­ple at­tend church ser­vices. Churches call it “Watch Night.’’ Years ago, I trav­eled to my home­town to at­tend Watch Night with my par­ents. When the ser­vice was over and the church door opened, there was a lovely sight to see: Ev­ery­thing, ab­so­lutely ev­ery­thing, was cov­ered with snow.

Our min­ster would al­ways stand at the front door to shake hands with his flock.

Sev­eral of my friends (boys) got the bright idea that they would make snow balls and throw them at peo­ple leav­ing the church. And so they did. When the min­is­ter got in on the snow­ball fight, every­body else joined in. This was one of the best times I can re­call hav­ing at a Watch Night ser­vice.

For me, Jan­uary holds spe­cial mem­o­ries. Both of my par­ents were born in Jan­uary. My fa­ther, the only boy in a set of triplets, was born Jan. 1, 1918. I have a sign in front of my house that reads: “Let it snow.” I am wish­ing for a small bit of snow, not too much, just a lit­tle. Last year I didn’t have any op­por­tu­nity to use my new shovel, so per­haps in 2014 I will.

Happy New Year to all of you.

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