"S**t happens," the singer says, but New Year's was still "horrible" for her.
Justin Bieber is no Bobby Rydell. That's not a dig, it's just a fact. For starstruck millennials, the Biebs may be the current teen idol, but Bobby Rydell was one of the first teenage singers who trailblazed his way into the hearts of every tween and teenage girl alive back in the late 50s, early 60s.
Living with MS, a progressive illness, has forced me to accept sudden changes in life that are not always easy or pleasant to deal with. Accepting and loving myself -- overcoming fear, embarrassment and self-consciousness -- was a significant milestone for me.
Thirty years ago! Scary! Yet inspiring. (Certainly most millennials I encounter are ripping off that era as fast as their iPad-laden hands can grab.) For your pleasure and edification, I was there (and then), and I reflect.
Even if you haven't a clue what it means, Auld Lang Syne evokes an undeniable sentimentality, a disorienting nostalgia, an instantaneous affection for the people around you at that exact moment; loved ones and strangers alike. A New Year stands before you, brimming with possibility.
We feel the losses of television icons in a different way than we do our movie stars, politicians, and newsmakers. Our television hosts tend to be our neighbors, like the late Mister Rogers would sing.