OK. So where are we?
I still have M.S., and it still seems to be getting worse.
I have no idea what the "income" side of the future holds. That, not the M.S., terrifies me.
Hardly seems like a "closing moment."
And here's this: tomorrow is the only January 1 of the year. The next day is the only January 2. Every day marks the beginning of a year.
So, each and every day marks, year-wise, an end: and a beginning.
So then, each and every day: happy new year!