Well, it’s after 5 and already dark, and the end of the year is upon us. Before I go out with old friends to celebrate the turning of the page of the calendar, I’ve been having a look back at this momentous year.
It started badly, it has to be said, as on the very first day of the year my relationship of 7 months or so fell in tatters around my knees, nay ankles, and I was eventually moved to write a poem ….
I had a gravy stirrer
He’s not been here of late
Perhaps he’s stirring gravy
For some other woman’s plate
My gravy stirrer left me
That chapter’s at an end
Bisto* on me the skills I need
To make my own sauce blend
*For those who don’t know, Bisto is a brand of instant gravy in the UK.
Gloom descended on my life and sat there refusing to budge for several months, lifting briefly when my daughter was offered a place at university, but returning when my elderly mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. She pulled through, thankfully, and we hope that is all behind us now.
My daughter went off to university and I missed her more than I ever thought possible. Now she’s back for the holidays and reminding me how I should be thankful that she’s not in the house full-time.
And so I’m not sorry to see the back of 2012. Next year brings all manner of new trials and adventures as my son sits his high school exams and hopefully makes steps towards a new stage in his life, and my beloved sister and brother-in-law pack up and move away from this village they have called home for 26 years.
Wishing you all happiness and peace in the coming year.