I was debating whether to end the year with a slightly different, entertaining post that was not related to ends, beginnings and all that jazz. Then I saw the TTOT blog hop was up for the week and decided that I had to join the challenge.
A look back over the year, hmm.
I started 2013 with a blogger award, which is a particularly lovely way to start the year, to be fair. In fact I may have a rummage around and see if I have any I missed waiting to be replied to as a way to start 2014. I also tentatively put my toe into writing a (very noncommittal) opinion on religion and a few other posts to test my blogging nerves for stirring the pot. January was all about learning to blog – and I am still learning now.
In February I celebrated the way that children have changed me, by removing large amounts of my self-consciousness and embarrassing me in public so much that I no longer care. I accepted that a long term friendship may have reached it’s end and let go. Then, by no longer trying too hard, the friendship resurrected itself. Sometimes you really do have to give people space!
I also wrote my 100th post. Amazeballs!
Along with the spring came a month of renewal – oh, and snow! Lots of snow. Mr G and I celebrated our 1st year of marriage by taking the kids on their (my) dream holiday to Disneyland. I also had a catch up with my Great Mate B (GMB) and got be a zombie for a day.
In April I took the scary steps of going self-hosted. I think I lost a few people in the process but I met a lot more – all in all I think it’s been a success. I also got a call from a headhunter, prompting me to take stock of my life and to decide whether I wanted to return to the rat race. I didn’t!
Hmm- not a lot seemed to happen in May. Which is a good thing I guess. Life was clearly running smoothly, although we did have an issue with pants!
June started with giraffe sex and my taking a small step out of the closet. It ended with my GMB moving all the way from Cumbria to live near me – a wonderful decision I
made for her am glad she took.
Well, June is also where our year turned upside down. My children lost their beloved nana, my husband lost his mother. The rest of the year has been a spin of emotions as we noticed her missing in so many ways.
My little boy left his pre-school, as I enrolled him in a new one linked to the school he would be starting next year. Then, after an emotional leave taking, I sent him right back to the same pre-school thanks to the new place failing before it opened. Which takes a special effort, right?
Summer holidays mean extra stress as we try to juggle kids, fun and work. So Mr G and I enjoy one week each year when we send the kids to grannies and we get a week to ourselves. Except – we didn’t. I also had my 36th birthday and behaved appalling badly – as did the weather.
September is where the cracks started to show in Mr G’s stoicism. It was a hard month and the start of more hard months to come and of recovery. Luckily blogging Lizzi came to my rescue and allowed me light relief by abducting me for rides on a space faring Orca, which meant more to me than she could know.
The rest of the year was a little sparse on the writing front, as we continued to deal with our real lives. We did manage to sneak away for a family holiday and spent some healing time together.
I joined the TTOT bloghop and spent some time indulging the horrors of getting older. I don’t like the idea of approaching middle age, but so many kind comments helped me reach an even keel again. I am reassured that I have only the best of times to come! Honestly, if you keep looking at the policeman in the street and thinking how young they look, go read the comments left on that post and be reassured. It gets better from here on in!
The year is reaching its end, but there were some surprises left in store for me. A close friend has some wonderful news, and I can’t wait till I get to shout it out to everyone. I also finally got my break and it looks like I am starting the new year in a new role – professional copywriters R Us!
My son has got a nasty immune related illness – HSP. Nasty, because it’s causing him pain and causing us worry, but luckily it’s also fairly harmless (most of the time) and finally starting to clear up. I am so very very thankful that my beautiful boy is healthy and happy. In fact, as life has taught us this year, people can be taken away from us so suddenly, that I am so grateful that I have two happy and healthy children, who make me laugh and give me cuddles. So long as they are with me, everything else is peripheral.
Happy New Year everyone!