from my poetry blogNew Year #2
Thank you for flying with City Jackdaw this challenging and difficult year. Everything, in the end, just passes into memory.
See you all on the flip side.
So, 2020 has arrived in the guise of a beautiful morning. I’m going to a football match this afternoon, then tonight there’s a new Doctor and a new Dracula. Not a bad start for any geeky, gothic, football fans out there. And I reckon there’ll be pizza.
Here the sun has set on 2019, darkness has fallen on the previous decade.
I don’t have any diaries on hand to consult, and have not the time now to go through all of my City Jackdaw posts and FB status’, but, from the top of my head:
On starting and finishing the decade-
my wife and I were foster carers and now we host students; we lost our dog Rydal but gained our dog Bryn; we lost some good friends but gained some new friends; our son James was born and my mum was diagnosed with Alzheimers; ups and downs; highs and lows; but on the whole a good ten years.
I’m not sure why we chop our lives up into segments and chapters, but we do.
Wishing you all a great new decade. Pace yourselves.
See you all in 2020.
Footsteps that have led right to the cusp of 2019! Have a great new year, people, wherever in the world the journey has taken you.
“My nuclear button is bigger than yours.”
Full of optimism for 2018.