We count down. 10, 9, 8… .

The crystal ball in Times Square glitters. Family and friends count together: 7, 6, 5….

We hold hands. 4, 3, 2….

The tick of a clock, a blink of the eye, a memory.

Happy New Year!

A song, a kiss, a hug. We smile and share. That moment, that tick of the clock is a spark.

There is something tender about the space between years. The calendar turns, but life does not reset on command. We wake up on January 1 as the same people we were the night before—still carrying hopes, habits, losses, unfinished conversations, and quiet joys. Nothing has been erased. Nothing needs to be rushed.

A report on an all-news radio station encouraged us to include reading more as a New Year’s resolution. Others encouraged exercising more, calling home more frequently, speaking more gently to one another.

Many of us have a complicated relationship with New Year’s resolutions. They arrive with confidence and good intentions, only to fade under the weight of real life. What feels sustained in theory often collapses in practice.

But the opportunity is there. With intention, some thought about what the new year may bring and what we hope may happen, that single moment at midnight can matter.

As a mindful spark. A pause that subtly shifts how we orient ourselves toward the year ahead. Less about reinvention. More about wisdom, patience, and appreciation.

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