I don’t really dig those “Christmas Letters” that some people send with their Christmas cards. Heck, this year?… I didn’t even get around to sending cards. (I promise, Dear Friends, someday I’ll make it up to you.) Since its 0500 and I’ve not been to bed yet and New Year’s is only a few days away, I figured I should post something on my blog to “recap” 2013. …’cos…you know…I should.
The Doctor Who Experience in Cardiff was a treat. Seeing the inside of the TARDIS, getting up close to River Song’s relics, hearing the kids debate which of the Doctors was the best… positively priceless memories!
London… loved it!
Visiting the Harry Potter studios in Leavesden was positively magical. I took about a million photos, but these are a couple of my favorites:
I’ve run more miles and travelled more places than I ever have before. I hired a coach and gained a friend. My kids are taller, healthier, happier than they were last year. I love my husband more today than yesterday and we are stronger than ever, looking forward to adventures unknown.
It was a year of carrying around stuff I should never have picked up, then blissfully setting it all back down again. It was a year of being cut to the core by family, of hurting family, of knee-buckling pain. It was a year of learning the power of forgiveness and consequence. Some lessons were really, really hard-learned; I’m sad they needed teaching in the first place, but they will never be forgotten.
2013 was a pretty decent year and I’m glad to have been blessed to live it. If time travel were possible, I don’t think I’d want 2013 back…maybe just stretch out the hugs a little more. I am, without a doubt, eager to put 2013 behind me and embrace the snot out of 2014.
Here’s to an amazing 2014. “…may the earth rise to meet our feet…”