For the New Year I wish you light.

Moonlight, starlight. Firelight, candlelight. The subtle luster of dawn and the brilliance of sunrise. The gleam in a friend’s eyes. City lights. The tiny sparks of fireflies in the dark night. I wish you a blazing torch when you’ve lost your way, an illuminating idea when you’ve lost your inspiration. A reflection. A rainbow. The glow of red and green leaves between you and a hazy sky that hides the sun.
“Look for the light,” my sister called to my daughter who was dying almost five years ago.

“Look for the light,” I say to all of us who still live.