30 Dec

To say that 2019 has been an absolute horrid catastrophic year would be a cavernous understatement. Never at the beginning could I have foreseen the end, nor the hell in between.

I usually feel odd at the end of any given year. Many see it as a fresh page, the new beginning, the marker to strive forward. I just see it as another day, no different to the 31st, 17th or 4th. However, I’m not ready to let go of 2019, I don’t want to let go of what’s been lost. 2020 will be the first year without my Big Sis, and I am way far being ready for that. 2020 will be a year of more forced change and adapt as I try and find somewhere new to live and all the fraught difficulties that brings.

BFF and I are already planning some fun, hopefully when she visits we will over night in the city and revisit some old haunts and enjoy some reminiscent foods. I’ll still be crocheting blankets when the strive strikes. There are online projects to get stuck in to and ongoing business to fit in. I should get back to nightly reading.

Still, it will be what it will be and hopefully we are all still here by the end of it.


Posted by on December 30, 2019 in General, Life


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6 responses to “2019

  1. menhir1

    December 30, 2019 at 4:50 pm

    Another day, whatever the number is assigned to it, will not take the preciousness of Big Sis away from you. She will be with you and uniquely your Big Sis always.

    The turbulence of these recent years, the self-inflicted political wounds and nonsensical posturing you describe so well; more people than we know feel the same, though it is hard to believe that.

    Home hunting is demanding. I hope your search will be productive. Please tell us all about it.

    I am also looking forward to the next visit of BFF and the stories about all your doings.

    Where we are it is usual to raise a dram to Auld Lang syne and Hogmanay.

    M xxxxxxx

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  2. menhir1

    December 30, 2019 at 10:03 pm

    Good one! 🥃 xxxx

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  3. deacongill

    January 2, 2020 at 6:09 pm

    I think that’s wise, not to let go of what’s precious. As Africans say, ‘Let in our sister Grief, that she may sit by your fire’. It’s their wisdom that to mourn and grieve is necessary and important. I know you hold her close in your heart.

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  4. snowbird

    January 4, 2020 at 7:12 pm

    I know exactly how you feel about your sister, I haven’t let mine go yet and it’s been three years. It is a shock to the system, I really do feel for you. Oh….house hunting and moving is always hard, but obviously more complicated for you, I hope you find the perfect place and manage the move with a minimum of disruption. It is lovely that you have BF’s visit to look forward

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    • AnneMarie

      January 4, 2020 at 7:14 pm

      I’ve started a menu for BFF’s visit, lol, enchiladas, lasagne, KFC, chips & egg.



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