I wrote this at the end of last year…thanks to my readers for their very kind emails all year–I appreciate it so much! Happy New Year and Best Wishes for 2015.
All week I have been looking forward to January first, my favorite day of the year. One of my most beloved authors famously said that “There are no second acts in American lives,” but no one really believes that. If that were true, the minute you made a train wreck out of something, you would stop booking any more trips. Why would you want to do that? Plus, he was writing that line in a novel, a place where you have to keep things lively, even if just for dramatic effect.
The cool, smooth slate of January makes it feel like you can start all over, pack up the past, make a better plan. I looked for poems to make my point about this, but everything I found was about regret, and from what I can tell from every single person I have seen or talked to this year, I…
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