I used to wonder why my father as he grew older hated being wished a Happy New Year, and being Scottish, of course much is made of it there. But as he said- what is there to look forward to? Another year of increasing infirmity, loneliness (Mum predeceased him by 6 years) if not poverty, then cetainly not riches. And in case I am making him sound a complete misery, he was anything but and loved seeing his grandchildrren or hearing about their exploits. He was generally known as a cheerful friendly person with a wicked sense of humour, but when he was being honest, well, that was what he felt.
Last night in bed, I had turned the light out, DH was sleeping peacefully beside me and I found the tears running down my cheeks as all the worries and sadnesses of the world - even peripheral ones flooded in; DD's friend, who like her has 2 little children and has been diagnosed with a particularly aggressive form of cancer with a prognosis af 6-12 months at best; youngest DD's psoriatic arthritis and the pain she suffers; DH's health - will it continue to decline and how bad is that going to get - having been there once before, I have an idea; my own ageing- can I look forward to another 15-20 (if that)years of reasonable health or declining faculties? As I said - all sorts of thoughts came flooding in, from the dog to money and I think I probably cried myself to sleep.
Sorry to whinge on here and I hope now this has been said it can be expunged. I found it very frightening as I reckon to be quite a strong and resourceful person, but gosh this was something else. 
So am I looking forward to 2013? Hmm.
But I can and do wish all here good things - health and good fortune to you all and those you ove.