The last hour.
So I legit was in tears when it hit midnight. I sat there as the countdown continued thinking about how many people didn't make to the new year, how many families currently have a void in their hearts and home; how many homeless people are still out in the streets with no food to eat, clothes to wear or a home to sleep; or someone who spend New Year's Eve alone and at midnight told themselves happy new year; or the people who did celebrate the welcoming of a new year in a room filled with people and yet felt alone. On the other hand, I went on thinking about all the brave mothers and their families who were probably in the delivery room waiting for their bundle of joy to arrive, the families and friends who say together at the dinner table and had themselves a glass of red wine as they spoke about what they appreciated about 2013 and wish to obtain this new year; or a couple who's probably having a New Years wedding; celebrating love and partnership as one. This time of year has always been very emotional for me; I can't help but to feel mix emotions going into a new year and facing the unknown and wishing I had enough of whatever they needed to help brighten up someone's day just a little bit more at least on the last hour before going to into a new year to give them hope that this new year will be their time to shine. My heart that last hour was with everyone around the world and although I don't have the power to help like I wish I could, just know someone was out there thinking of you.