2016 is–almost–thankfully, over. It’s been a year, hasn’t it? We’ve lost a lot this year. I won’t recap who. I’m sure you’re all too familiar with who all we’ve lost. I lost my grandmother this year. It’s something of a strange feeling knowing you no longer have grandparents. That strange feeling of not going to the nursing anymore to see her lingers more than you’d think. I also lost a friend to breast cancer, she was just 37. We hadn’t seen each other in a few years, but we kept in touch through Facebook. Death was prominent this year, personally, and in our larger periphery.
Amongst the dumpster fire within a dead horse that was 2016, there were good things. Things that I can celebrate. Things that I can feel good about. I saw Brian Wilson play “Pet Sounds” live with some of my dearest friends–I cried about five times during the evening. The Monkees released a new album to mark their fiftieth anniversary–which was great! I went to Dollywood for the first time in far too long with a lovely group of people–we had a blast. I got to do not one, but two DJ sets on one of my favorite radio stations WFMU’s Rock ‘N’ Soul Ichiban–one of which was a two hour Christmas special they kindly asked me to do.
I had many nights of playing board games with friends that were amazing evenings. I got to introduce a screening of William Castle’s “House on Haunted Hill” with all the gimmicks–a longtime dream. I began doing some guest reviews for the classic film website The Retro Set, which is such a treat and pleasure to do. So in the middle of all the crap this year has provided, there has been good spots. If you’re facing the coming year struggling to find positive notes to end the year with–do what I did. Make a list of five things. That’s all. Five good things that happened to you this year.
If you comb through what I shared above, you can see that there is more than five there, and that they don’t have to be grand, epic, things. Just things that were good, that you feel happy about. I hope you can find five, and that it gives you some good vibes to end this year on. I hate to cut this column short–but I’m late to a party. We’re gonna drop that Elf on the Shelf off a barn to celebrate the new year. See you next year.