Jaarwisseling: the turn of the year.
The Dutch word means literally, the "changing of the year," sort of like the changing of the guard. It connotes for me the inexorable march of minutes, hours, days, and years, connecting the past with the future through the fleeting present moment.
Some day, perhaps my grandchildren will peer at old photographs of my contemporaries and me, as I have pored over old photos, papers, recipes, and reminiscences of my ancestors over the past year. This year, I will try to savor a few minutes of each day, to imprint them indelibly in my own memory, while once again exploring the past.