Well, here we are on the last day of 2018... didnât that tiptoe up on us?! I shouldnât be surprised though - the time between Silent Night and Auld Lang Syne has always been a pretty intense emotional see-saw for me.
The looking back at the year that was and forward to the year ahead delivers a mix of melancholy and optimism that is unique. And those feelings have certainly been present these last days, when Iâve found myself dipping into my diary regularly to savour both the small and significant successes of 2018- the surprises and the triumphs, along with an occasional farewell to the spirits of those whom have touched my life personally, inspired my thoughts, or enriched my life by their presence. I use the word âfarewellâ but of course we all know we can never farewell the past - everyone and everything lives on in us and continues to jump out unexpectedly from the âyear booksâ of our lives.
Then I open up my brand new 2019 Diary and start entering appointments, travel plans, dreams, resolutions - and I feel that childlike thrill of the probable, the possible, and the âprobably impossible but letâs give it a go anywayâ. Staring into the future is heady stuff!
Well, there you go⊠this little note really started out as a simple âthank youâ for your support and encouragement over the last year and has now turned into a bit of a rambling essay about âwhat I did on my holidaysâ. So, letâs wrap it up with⊠All the best to all of you! đ„ May we look back this time next year at what is now the year ahead and peer into the future with the same optimism we have in facing 2019âŠ.but that will be 2020... ah life's a funny business!
GC