2010 — The Best Year of Our Lives...So Far

On New Year's Eve we do not grieve

The passing of the year.

Instead we tend to look ahead

Forgetting all our fear.

Tonight a full moon lights the sky

And shines on hopes and dreams.

Even though most of us know

That they are like moonbeams.

Once again, our hopes may fade;

Our dreams may not come true.

But even so, on we go,

Believing in the new.

And that's a great and wondrous thing! By December, it's hard to remember the past months, and many things are not only worth forgetting, they're best forgotten. And the hardest — but most important — part is that they're best forgiven. Because for the most part, and certainly in the long run, they don't matter.

I intend for 2010 to be the best year of my life so far. And you know what "they" say about good intentions! The road to hell? Oh, well! That doesn't matter either.

In the short term, my main question is: Will we call the new year two-thousand ten or twenty-ten? And will we all agree on that? (Of course, saying two thousand and ten is just plain stupid.)

And it doesn't really matter! Or does it? ;-)