While we’re talking about wishes for the new year ahead, one fervent desire in my heart, aside from the dreams I have for myself, is to someday see my students bloom into the great human beings they already now hold within them. I see it now and then, like glimmers winking in and out, unstable threads of possibility that at times shine bright and clear during moments of win or awesome. It is this wish that often keeps me going even when the work environment is sometimes toxic. Maybe, it is my leap of faith in the manner of Soren Kierkegaard, what I choose to believe, my own hand grasping at straws for a meaning that doesn’t exist in this indifferent universe. Kierkegaard couched this in the terms of love, of finding a soulmate. I wonder if it is a love that is enough to sustain me for the rest of my days.