When I got divorced, the fabulous Sarah was little, six or seven. I didn’t like leaving her alone on the night, so I got into the habit of not going out on New Year’s Eve. Over the years, when she was older and either with her dad for the week or out with friends, I still stayed in. I began to have a solo night's tradition that was simple and nice. I have been doing the same thing each year for perhaps twenty years or so. It is one of the highlights of my year.
I like this kind of tradition. Reflection and celebration.