I’d Rather Say “Hello”
“Saying goodbye is never an easy thing…”
Ah, Miss Dayne. I must agree with you. I can’t help but feel the words as I belt them out at videoke—I hate, hate, hate goodbyes! Whether it’s to people or places or old stuffed toys with sentimental value, the idea that something is ending, the finality of it, just tears me up.
This is why, despite all the merrymaking every New Year’s Eve, a part of me always feels sad. The ringing in of another year means the ringing out of another. A farewell, to a year that will never happen again. Even when I tell myself that it’s nothing more than the earth revolving around the sun, that it’s just the universe going about its day job, I can’t help but think: The year is gone f-o-r-e-v-e-r. And forever is often a scary thing, isn’t it? (But also strangely comforting. Ooh, feeling deep.)
But on New Year’s Eve 2007, something in me changed. I didn’t even realize it until afterwards. Perhaps it came with the whole age thing, after having celebrated yet another birthday (December is quite an eventful month for me, you see). Instead of dreading the whole idea of goodbye, I embraced the promise of a new year: new chances, new opportunities, new experiences—hello, 2008! I was convinced that this was going to be an amazing year, and going into it with so much positive energy was a refreshing change from my somewhat melancholy mood in previous years.
I have realized, though, that it isn’t the changing year that brought about this happy vibe—it’s my changing attitude. So if there’s anything I bid adieu to in 2007, it’s the negativity and the dread. And, for once, that’s something I’m more than happy to say goodbye to!
Happy New Year, everybody!