I don't get all mushy over new years eve. I never really have. Nowadays I tend to think about the passing of time and it's fleeting-ness often. I try not to dwell on it too much and instead focus on the beauty of every day. Emotionally growing into adulthood (finding out who I truly am & what makes me happy now) has really accelerated in the last few years. It's funny but, after many years of distraction, I've come full circle and am right back where I started as a tiny child. My main interests and aspirations are the same ones I had 30 years ago. Writing, "making" (such a big category but holds all sorts of crafting/domestic arts pursuits), and taking care of my family, plants and animals... I am still playing little house on the prairie.