Auld Lang Syne – “Times Gone By”

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne.




Two summers ago I spent a couple of weeks in Scotland with a fantastic theatre group performing at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. There are so many things to love about Scotland ~ the friendliness of the Scots, the history, the castles, the theatre.

But far and away the memory that remains, nay, haunts me from those few precious days is the doleful sound of bagpipes playing everywhere, all through the day and night, people practicing and performing, marching loud or standing quiet, respectful of the mournful sound of the ancient pipes.

Pausing to ponder.


At the grand event that is the Edinburgh military tattoo, toward the end of that majestic performance, a lone bagpiper stands aloft as the sun sets behind him and he plays Auld Lang Syne, in remembrance of soldiers fallen in battle. The thousands in attendance grow still and quiet, we cross our arms and join hands and sway gently in the evening breeze and listen as tears gather and fall.

We remember our fallen and our falling.


Auld Lang Syne means, roughly, “Times gone by” or “For old times’ sake.”

What will I think of this New Year’s Eve, what will I remember as people around the world join hands or raise them to sing Auld Lang Syne?

I pause to ponder.


This has not been the easiest of years ~ I know many of you could join me in this sentiment, heads in hands.

People I know and love have been diagnosed with diseases ~ some are doing quite well now, some are not. Many are sitting in that odd, hovering holding pattern between doctor’s visits, just waiting for the pathology report or the surgeon’s statement, the place no one expects or chooses. I sat in waiting rooms this fall with my mother and brother, and do you know what happened?  Old acquaintances arrived with smiles and prayers and coffee and hope. They should not be forgot.

For old times’ sake.


I’ve seen lots of change this year, it’s that way every year, I guess. Some friends I love have made huge life adjustments ~ some have been easy, some not so much ~ some planned, some not-so-planned.

Marriages and friendships ebb and flow in this grand tidal planet just like water and air do. The rain falls on the just and the unjust and God says that even this is somehow good.

 And time goes by.

Heavy Downpour

There are some who have passed from this world to the next ~ the letter to Lord Tennyson upon the death of his dearest friend Arthur Hallam says it like this ~ “It has pleased God to remove him from this his first scene of Existence, to that better world for which he was Created.”   A better world.   They should not be forgot.

Times gone by.


The stanzas in Auld Lang Syne remind us that life and love and friendship are sometimes hard, not always easy for those of us, all of us, who finally tire and find ourselves, unexpectantly, faint of heart.

We’ve wandered many a weary step the song reminds us. Maybe this is why old acquaintances should not be forgot, and should be ever brought to mind. Our steps on this grand planet are not always easy ones, many are wearisome and just-plain-exhausting. If someone tells you differently, she hasn’t experienced much life yet, or she simply isn’t looking around. Give her time.

The seas between us broad have roared, it sings. For some of us, a literal sea divides us from ones we love, a lonely sea who constantly roars its grand protest to the universe, begging for answers and just a moment or two of calm stillness. Maybe your sea is metaphorical, but its broad roaring is ever loud, maybe louder still in its stormy metaphysical and emotional upheaving.


So what do we do now?

This wonderful melancholy song reminds us to raise a cup to kindness.  I’ve needed kindness this year (haven’t you?), and in my moment of most need, there were those who arrived with unexpected gentleness and mercy and grace on their lips. I saw a new kind of grace this year, grace unencumbered, in a group of folk who saw everything about me and still loved me, raw and real. I raise a cup to their kindness and let it be known ~ I will arrive on their doorsteps when their need arises with the same graciousness they have shown me.

This kind of love shall not be forgot.


So ~ Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?   No, of course not.   Pick up a pen or a phone, that’s what I’m going to do, and for old time’s sake, don’t forget.

And have a happy new year.


Please listen to the song as you read this post again ~ and remember.


4 thoughts on “Auld Lang Syne – “Times Gone By”

  1. My dear friend,
    The letter to Lord Tennyson about his friend dying had a particular effect on me>It could have been written to me about my brother Rod’s death on Jan. 25 of this year>I am comforted that it pleased God to remove Rod to a better world>Time does indeed go on & I remember & miss Rod each day>The grace & love shown me by our church family will not be forgotten>
    May God continue to bless & protect you & those you love,
    Grace & peace,


    1. Thank you, as always, for your kind words. I’m so glad the Tennyson letter was poignant for you ~ I find it beautiful and so full of comfort. I sure do love you, Allen and Jeanne. You are among the ones I speak of in this post. Your grace has blessed me beyond measure.
      Happy New Year!


  2. Shari, As always you have blessed my life with your wonderful and inspiring words,thoughts,and writings. Watching you grow up and develop into the outstanding Godly woman of faith that you are has been one of life’s blessing for me. I want to encourage you to write more. God has gifted you with an extroidany talent. I love you and pray 2015 will be filled with God’s grace and promises for you and your family.


    1. Thank you, Pat, so much for your kind and encouraging words. I am writing ~ I have written a first draft of a book and I will pursue publication now. So your words REALLY give me strength and encouragement. I love all of you very much. Happy new year, friend.


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