Every 365 days we say this. Why?
2011 was a great year, to be sure. But the next 12 months hold so much in store.
The promise of meeting new people, journeying to distant lands, and learning new things.
Watching children/nieces/nephews grow, and reminiscing on when we were their age.
Taking chances and calculated risks, hoping and trusting they'll pay off.
Despite previous heartbreaks and heartaches, this could be the year for true love to work out.
Not knowing the good or bad that lies ahead, but preparing ourselves for an exceptional year all around.
That is why we love each new year.
And I for one can't wait to get 2012 started.
[Oh, and I hope that Mayan end-of-the-world prediction is wrong, because it'd really mess up Christmas.]
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