It's now become pretty clear that 2016 simply is out to break our hearts.
It apparently did the same to Debbie Reynolds.
In a horrific denouement to what has been a stark year of losing one celebrity and pop music star after another, we learned late last night that the actress died, just one day after losing her daughter, actress Carrie Fisher.
2016 just couldn't resist taking one more bite out of the celebrity apple.
As I indicated yesterday, this has been a jolting year in terms of the celebrities and music great we have lost.
But it strikes me as being more than that.
These people - David Bowie, Glenn Frey, Prince and myriad others - created the soundtrack of our youth.
Now the news of their passing continues a year-long dirge, and acknowledgement that we are indeed all getting older.
It took me the better part of a year to come to grips with the idea that I had been on this planet for six decades.
I wasn't the least bit fazed by turning 30, 40 or even 50.
But 60? That was a different animal. It just sounded so much older than 59.
Not helping matters was seemingly waking each morning to learn that one more person who gave me so much joy - either in music, movies or TV, had passed away.
It is a reminder that we are mortal after all.
Farewell, 2016.
Don't let the door hit you in the backside on the way out.
Someone please tell me that 2017 will be better.
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