So.
2016.
Here we are.
I’m more than aware of the world events to which you played host.
I’ve heard credit given you for calamities faced by the famous.
Worst ever? Hardly.
Truth is, I don’t care about those things as much as I hear I’m supposed to.
See, unlike the others, you made it personal.
The worst was when you took away people I cared about.
As for the rest, it was the same old tricks. You couldn’t try something new?
You tried stealing opportunities.
You tried putting vicious characters in my path.
You tried to distract me with matters outside of my control.
Yes. The world is poorer for the people who were lost. But I have the memories and the light they left in my life. Nothing will take away my time with them.
As for the rest, I am stronger and more joyful than when I met you. I have found new opportunities; enjoy greater prosperity; have cast aside the vicious and added new people to my circle.
I saw sunrises and sunsets; visited new places; appreciated art; walked on the beach and played in the snow. I learned things and taught things. I helped and was helped. I loved and was loved.
As I leave you behind, I am better in every way than the one 2015 knew.
Here’s the thing: you let an awful lot of good stuff slip through. Those are mine now.
You? Turns out you’re just like your forbears – a mindless sequence of numbers … a series of pages on a calendar … another trip around the sun. Gone tomorrow.
People give you an awful lot of credit given that you’re just a set of bookmarks among many.
Nice try. Thank you for the good stuff
Hello, 2017. Whatcha got?
Goodbye and Hello
