Partial List of Wishes on Evening Stars for This Period
New Year’s is the holiday toward which I feel the most conflicted. And that makes sense, I think; it’s an invitation to look both backward at the year you’re leaving behind and forward into the one ahead. It’s both of these things, and it’s both of these things at once. It’s the end of a chapter. You may not be finished digesting what you’ve read, but somebody’s already turning the page for you. Christmas makes me sad. Halloween makes me happy. New Year’s splits me in two. I’m not sorry to say goodbye to 2013. It was, in all honesty, the hardest year I’ve ever had to endure. Personally, professionally, emotionally, romantically, financially…I’m not sure I had even a week during which I didn’t have to worry about something immediate and pressing. The saddest part? I kind of miss it. That’s New Year’s for you. Kate and I split up this past year. For good. That’s both a sadness and a relief. A problem and a solution. A regret and a milestone. There’s no need ...