New Years Eve







“And as you all can see, the ball has stopped half way to its perch. it's suspended there to remind us before we pop the champagne and celebrate the new year, to stop, and reflect on the year that has gone by, to remember both our triumphs and our missteps, our promises made and broken, the times we opened ourselves up to great adventures... or closed ourselves down for fear of getting hurt, because that's what new year's all about , getting another chance, a chance to forgive. to do better, to do more, to give more, to love more, and to stop worrying about what if... and start embracing what will be. so when that ball drops at midnight, and it will drop, let's remember to be nice to each other, kind to each other, and not just tonight but all year long.”

New Years Eve, the movie, came out in 2011 and I’ve watched it every year ever since. I was 21. I was in a relationship since I was 14. I had my own house. Own bills. I was thinking I had it made and loving how I thought an adult should be.

Things came and went. There was a lot of downs but there was also a lot of ups.

New Years Eve is my favorite holiday. I think that majority of people are happy on this night. It’s a time to start over. Begin again. So when that count down starts, the anticipation grows and then finally the relief. Brand new. Clean slate.


It’s my favorite night of the year.

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