As the clock strikes midnight, I typically find myself at home, dressed in cozy pajamas, clutching a glass of wine in one hand and a warm cup of coffee in the other. Staying awake until the New Year is an accomplishment for me, and when I do, a simple kiss to my partner and a mumble of “Happy New Year” are all I manage before I retreat to bed, grateful that another year is behind me.
Honestly, I’ve never fully grasped the excitement surrounding New Year’s Eve. The thought of donning uncomfortable, fancy attire and spending a small fortune on sparkling wine while surrounded by a throng of acquaintances doesn’t appeal to me at all. I’d much rather indulge in cookie dough and sip wine in my reindeer pajamas, rewatching “Love Actually” for the umpteenth time. New Year’s resolutions? Not my thing. January 1 is just another day, with a different number attached.
But this year is different. This year, I feel the need to celebrate—not with extravagant clothing or expensive drinks, but with a hearty toast and a strong shot of bourbon. Farewell, 2016! You have been a whirlwind of chaos and calamity. From the Zika virus and new Ebola cases to the contaminated water at the Olympics, this year has thrown us into a storm of turmoil. We saw tragedies like the Orlando nightclub shooting, the loss of beloved gorilla Harambe, and even the heartbreaking incident with an alligator at a Disney park—the epitome of happiness. Seriously, 2016, what were you thinking?
Online conversations turned toxic, requiring hazmat suits to navigate the comment sections of articles. And just to pile on the agony, the FDA warned us against indulging in raw cookie dough—our stress relief was stripped away, leaving us anxious and bathroom-bound.
The election cycle felt like a scene straight out of a comedy gone wrong, where incoherent ramblings became the norm. We emerged from it all feeling a bit dimmer, collectively wishing for a little mercy on our souls.
At least we had food, music, and film, right? Not quite. This year snatched away our beloved icons like Prince, David Bowie, and Carrie Fisher, leaving us with remakes like “Fuller House.”
If I could summarize 2016 in a phrase, it would be “What the actual heck?” or “I can’t even.” There were countless days when I felt like we were stuck in a bizarre sci-fi flick, just waiting for it to end.
Sure, 2016 had its bright spots—Simone Biles dazzled us, and we were treated to captivating shows like “This Is Us” and “Stranger Things.” Some families took amazing vacations, new lives were welcomed into the world, and yes, the Cubs finally won the World Series! As a lifelong Cubs fan, I can’t help but shout it from the rooftops. But even that glorious moment was overshadowed by the chaos that defined the year.
So, as we bid adieu to 2016, it feels fitting to give it a fond farewell. This year felt like an unrelenting storm, and now it’s time to flip the script. Goodbye, 2016—may we never see your likes again.
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In summary, 2016 was a year filled with challenges, but as we look forward to fresh beginnings, we can find solace in the moments that brought us joy amidst the chaos.