after dinner and drinks, all dressed up for the holiday, we counted down the last remaining seconds of 2011 on the balcony of our hotel room in charleston, south carolina. we cheered with the revelers on the sidewalk, welcoming 2012 with glasses of champagne and excitement for the new year. then we stepped inside our transitory home and danced, swaying back and forth there to the tunes of frank sinatra. our first new year's eve as a married couple, and it was the only place on earth that i could imagine being. it's a series of moments i will remember even twenty years from now, perfect in a way that i never could have anticipated.