What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.
Wordsworth, “Intimations Ode”
I have learned in my 30 years: Cry and you shall receive.
We say good bye to 2011. Saying farewell can be difficult.