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Rambling into 2025, one dress at a time....

 It's Friday.

As per my new year's theme, Fridays are rambling days.

At first, I was at a loss for words, didn't know what I was going to ramble about.

But then  while scrolling through my NYE photos, I stumbled upon that picture — and suddenly I knew.



I generally do not like parties and big crowds, but I do like to dress up and take pictures.

The party was at a club house in the neighboring neighborhood.

My husband and I usually coordinate color ( yes, we’re those people and if the kids are with us, they match too.)

Middle child was throwing a fit, he did not want to go. But ultimately came, took the picture I wanted of the family and left.

While looking at all the pictures, I saw this picture of me and then I knew what I wanted to ramble about. 



Embrace this year like it's nobody's business.

I was going back and forth about the dress, should I wear it, not wear it but finally wore it.

It's my sister's. We are blessed. We wear each other's things often. I wish we lived closer.

People said nice things, don't know if they meant it or not.

But my this year's resolution is to be kind to myself. I shouldn't worry about what they had to say.

I also want to buy less things this year, reuse, recycle as much as I can.

I felt good in that dress; I felt my sister's presence with me throughout the evening.

We ate, played games, danced and had a good time.

How did you celebrate your NYE?

Have you made any resolutions? Remember, it takes consistency and 21 days of doing to change the habit. So, keep going. It's only the third day.

Take care and Namaste. Have a fantastic Friday!

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